"How cute, she thinks they'll send back up" says the Contessa as she kisses the cheek of the girl. "Latona finish with her" she commanded as the black haired french maid nooded. "Yes, maám" she replied as she took a s
hort blue pleated jean skirt and slid it up Charlottes small thighs which went mid thigh. Then the guards made the girl raise her hands to Latona could place a
pink blouse/hoodie hybrid on her. The guards woman commented on the girl on how she made such a cute girl. Some even compared her to her own daugthers. "She even wears what my girl does" one commented.
Latona smiled and then the guards sit Charlotte forcefully, making her sit with her legs open like a man. Latona kneels before her and puts some cotton white socks on her feet, glacing up between her legs and chuckling a bit, before adding a pair of
white and pink sneakers. Latona then nodded as the girl was all dressed up. "Now for the final touches" she says grabbing a small box and applying some arm bands to her right arm and a small wrist watch for girls. "Adorable, I could just adopt you" said Latona.
The Contessa smiled. "If you like her so much, you could help Andrea take care of her then Latona" she said. Latona turned to her master. "R-really?!" she replied and the Contessa nodded. Latona smiled and hugged Charlotte her large D-cup breasts mushing into Charlottes face, reminding her of what she used to have. Andrea couldn't help but laugh a bit at the sight of Charlotte and Latona. "I think we're done here. Take the girl to her room where we're going to keep her" ordered the Contessa waving to Andrea. Andrea nodded and motioned some guards to escort her, Latona and "the girl" to her new room. The guards to Charlottes hands and lead her along like mothers.
Latona turned to Charlotte. The beutiful
french maid smiling at the young girl. "If we're going to be taking care of you, I expect you to show us respect... You can call Andrea and me, Mom" she said with a smile as Andrea blushed and rolled her eyes as she walked along the maid. The female scientist was wearing a
very smart and elegant dress. Her long blonde hair in a bun with her eyes encased in an elegant pair of red glasses that matched her lip color.
Charlotte was soon taken to what looked like a 4 star
hotel room. Andrea fixed her glasses and pushed Charlotte in. "Be grateful the Contessa doesn't want you dead" she said.