Vixandra
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Cara
"One tramp-o-rama coming up," I said, altering my glamour. Hair changed to a dimmer red, face changed, still beautiful but young, looking barely 18, if even. I could do little about the clothing, jeans and tshirt, laid over with a men's dress shift didn't scream sexy to me but taking off the undershit, tying the tails of the dress shirt, that changed things.
"Well, what do you think," I said and even my voice sounded different. "Lets go get our boy. Say I'm a gift sent from an out of town cousin or something to that effect."
We walked to the booth, me bouncing along behind him, with an air of "I'm from the country, but not going to look amazed by the big city" attitude.
"One tramp-o-rama coming up," I said, altering my glamour. Hair changed to a dimmer red, face changed, still beautiful but young, looking barely 18, if even. I could do little about the clothing, jeans and tshirt, laid over with a men's dress shift didn't scream sexy to me but taking off the undershit, tying the tails of the dress shirt, that changed things.
"Well, what do you think," I said and even my voice sounded different. "Lets go get our boy. Say I'm a gift sent from an out of town cousin or something to that effect."
We walked to the booth, me bouncing along behind him, with an air of "I'm from the country, but not going to look amazed by the big city" attitude.