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Amy, Chap 9

Amy Chapter 9. Shore Leave. (Part II.) Background: United States Battle Star Pres. Sarah Falin had just destroyed a major terrorist camp and the Pentagon had no clue how it was done. Our General danced a happy dance and the crew, except essential staff, got a 24-hour rest period. However, the Logistics Team also got a long weekend Shore Leave. Amy, my high school senior sweetie met her Cyborg duplicate, Aimee. Of course, we introduced her as a long lost ‘Cousin’. On Saturday morning it was “All Hands on Deck” to go dress shopping. I had already left messages for the owner that I had three ladies for her and she needed to probably double up on seamstress help. Plus, I had definite desires on dress styles for this weekend. So the five of us piled into a limo and went to the boutique where the owner met us and kissed Amy’s and Julia’s cheeks. When she looked at Aimee she did a double take and then looked at Amy. She looked at me and asked the obvious question, “Relations?” I answered, “We just found her; she is a long lost cousin.” I told the boutique owner, “Obviously all three need evening dresses for a trip to the casino. Do something for Amy like the purple dress and adjust her size. Dr. Julia and Aimee should have similar dresses in complementary colors.” She nodded her head and told me she had a designer helping her and for us guys to get lost for two hours and then we could look at some ideas. Jim and I went across the boulevard and stopped in a coffee bar and talked ...

... about what we wanted to do at the casino. I told him I did not care about how much money he lost; Aimee is going to win a ton and replenish my bank account. Then I added, “Yours also, of course. So our job is to keep the casino staff out of the girls’ way.” We wandered back to the boutique nearly two hours later and saw three easels standing side by side with ‘butcher’ paper on them. There were hand-drawn dresses on each with little color swatches stapled to them. I assumed I was looking at Amy’s dress which had a purple swatch stapled to it. The dress was scandalously short and looked like it would expose most of her tits. I could not spot a privacy panel to keep her tits from falling out. The drawing showed Amy’s arms and legs; but most importantly it showed a lot of cleavage in very fine detail. I loved it. The other two dresses were equally spectacular, Julia’s in a bright green and Aimee in a deep red wine color. I was sold and told the owner she had done an outstanding job again. “Can we get them by 8:00 p.m.?” I asked and she nodded and said, “If your thumb print works, we can start in five minutes.” I held up my hands and wiggled my fingers, saying, “You get all ten prints.” Since it was nearly lunch time, Julia suggested a nice restaurant for a meal break. After we were seated and had our non-alcoholic drinks I excused myself for 10 minutes. I had not told the girls I was working on a special surprise and I had to make some calls. Julia and I locked ourselves into an ...