China’s Little Sister 4

And then, when you least expect it, ‘POW’ right in the ole ego. Ying’s petite form came strolling out of the closet, seeming to walk a model’s runway. XXX “Do come to the parlor.” Cathleen invited, leaning in to his mother for a cheeky kiss. “Ying, not everyone wants to be nude.” he sighed, “And not everyone wants to see nude people.” and turned towards the open door to see Lisa spreading in front of Mike. It was James’ turn to shrug his shoulders as he passed him. Ying couldn’t figure out why that was such a big deal to her master. “Ah, so glad you made it.” she cooed, leaning in to receive a kiss on the cheek from his father.