12-04-2019, 03:32 PM
Julie took another drink. "When the doctors said he didn't have long, he wanted to go home to the old country for the end. We buried him with the family there."
Helen nodded. "I'll stop by on my way back home."
"Thanks," Troy and Julie said together, Troy now sitting up.
"Hey, Troy! Hope I didn't wear you out too much."
Troy managed an exhausted smile and took Julie's hand. "Julie can make me launch a MILLION ships. Don't worry about me."
Helen sighed at that, but kept smiling. "Ok, Math Boy, open your package. Erm...the less-used one." All of them giggled a little as he walked over to the box and opened it. He pulled out a certificate of authenticity, then the giant styrofoam blocks inside, and opened them up. Both his and Julie's eyes widened.
"Is that..." Julie asked. Troy read the certificate for a moment, then answered.
"Yep. Certified original movie prop: The Galaxy Pleasure Unit Hypnowheel from 'Our Man Flint.'"
"You bitch," Julie yelled at the screen. "I wanted to get him that! First you snipe my bid, then THIS?"
"Don't worry, Sunflower, there's another part of it too."
"Oh, there's something else in here." Troy reached into the box and pulled out a two-piece red bikini and a black wig. He couldn't see Helen's face on the screen anymore, so craned his neck towards the laptop. "These aren't authentic too, are they?"
"Ha ha, no. Accurate reproductions, though. Well, that's gift number two. Gift number three is your reception and honeymoon. I know you plan to have it at the hotel and spend the honeymoon here in town, visiting old friends...as well as OUR kind of old friends," she licked her lips at both of them. "So, I bought the hotel. Your credit cards are being refunded right now, you've got unlimited credit at the hotel shops; everything's on me. Go ahead and order a hundred lobsters from room service; I'm expecting that."
"Thanks, but we won't do that," Troy said, plugging in the hypnowheel and setting it on the coffee table in front of Julie. Julie put the bikini on as they spoke. It was her exact size. When she was done, he tossed the wig to her. "I'm sure Julie had the talk with you about staying below radar."
"Yes, yes, of course. And, of course, I didn't listen."
Julie put the wig on. "So, I hesitate to ask, but what's gift number four?"
Helen stood up and stepped back from the laptop waving her arm behind her. "Why, all of this, sweetie. Sniping your auction, crashing the bachelor party, stealing Troy and your...friends away to play this little game, all the other little things. I've given you the best gift of all."
She slipped the straps of her evening gown over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, showing the two of them everything like Julie had earlier. Someone handed her a halter top and mini skirt. She slipped into the skirt, then went back to her chair and gave the two of them a good closeup of her breasts before continuing.
Helen nodded. "I'll stop by on my way back home."
"Thanks," Troy and Julie said together, Troy now sitting up.
"Hey, Troy! Hope I didn't wear you out too much."
Troy managed an exhausted smile and took Julie's hand. "Julie can make me launch a MILLION ships. Don't worry about me."
Helen sighed at that, but kept smiling. "Ok, Math Boy, open your package. Erm...the less-used one." All of them giggled a little as he walked over to the box and opened it. He pulled out a certificate of authenticity, then the giant styrofoam blocks inside, and opened them up. Both his and Julie's eyes widened.
"Is that..." Julie asked. Troy read the certificate for a moment, then answered.
"Yep. Certified original movie prop: The Galaxy Pleasure Unit Hypnowheel from 'Our Man Flint.'"
"You bitch," Julie yelled at the screen. "I wanted to get him that! First you snipe my bid, then THIS?"
"Don't worry, Sunflower, there's another part of it too."
"Oh, there's something else in here." Troy reached into the box and pulled out a two-piece red bikini and a black wig. He couldn't see Helen's face on the screen anymore, so craned his neck towards the laptop. "These aren't authentic too, are they?"
"Ha ha, no. Accurate reproductions, though. Well, that's gift number two. Gift number three is your reception and honeymoon. I know you plan to have it at the hotel and spend the honeymoon here in town, visiting old friends...as well as OUR kind of old friends," she licked her lips at both of them. "So, I bought the hotel. Your credit cards are being refunded right now, you've got unlimited credit at the hotel shops; everything's on me. Go ahead and order a hundred lobsters from room service; I'm expecting that."
"Thanks, but we won't do that," Troy said, plugging in the hypnowheel and setting it on the coffee table in front of Julie. Julie put the bikini on as they spoke. It was her exact size. When she was done, he tossed the wig to her. "I'm sure Julie had the talk with you about staying below radar."
"Yes, yes, of course. And, of course, I didn't listen."
Julie put the wig on. "So, I hesitate to ask, but what's gift number four?"
Helen stood up and stepped back from the laptop waving her arm behind her. "Why, all of this, sweetie. Sniping your auction, crashing the bachelor party, stealing Troy and your...friends away to play this little game, all the other little things. I've given you the best gift of all."
She slipped the straps of her evening gown over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, showing the two of them everything like Julie had earlier. Someone handed her a halter top and mini skirt. She slipped into the skirt, then went back to her chair and gave the two of them a good closeup of her breasts before continuing.
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