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Anyone under the age of 18 or states/municipalities where such erotic material is prohibited should cease to read any further. Please be aware this story also contains drug use and sex between two consenting teenagers. The Corruption of CeCe by Carly I. Part I My name is James Carter or at least it was. I was 19 years old, 6 feet tall and 180 pounds. I had brown eyes and dark brown hair and average features. I had finished my a freshman year at Dartmouth but didn't have any serious relationships to date. But everything changed a few days before I was due to return to Dartmouth at the end on summer break from my home in Franklin Lakes, NJ. My lifelong best friend, Paul Immordino, was also my next door neighbor in our "McMansion" development since we were in elementary school. He went to school out on the west coast and would also leave soon to go back to Stanford. Paul, an only child like me, lived with his mother Marissa and his stepdad Connor. His father had abandoned him and Marissa when he was a toddler and Connor had adopted him and changed his last name to take Connor's. Connor, was in his mid-40s, was over 6 feet tall and a buff and muscular 180 pounds. He was an executive at a well known financial firm on Wall Street and met Marissa there where she used to be an administrative assistant. Connor, raised in a conservative household, didn't want his wife to work, rather become a kept woman which after initial objections, Marissa gave in. It gave Marissa more time at home to spend with Paul in his formative years. Paul called in the afternoon to invite me over to play video games and catch up on what we're up to in life. I went over and knocked on the door and Marissa answered and invited me in. Marissa was in her late 30s and looked smoking hot. She had Paul at a very young age but he figure has never changed. She has straight, dirty blond hair with chestnut lowlights that ends just past her shoulders, big light brown eyes, a straight and narrow nose, and full pouty lips. She had what looked like perky D-cup breasts, a derri?re that would make JLO jealous, legs that went on for miles, the perfect "Jersey Gurl" tan and French manicured fan-shaped nails that went an inch past her fingers. She was wearing a cute yellow summery halter dress that made her look the epitome of a milf. Marissa and I chatted about what I was up to then invited me to stay for dinner as she was making her famous meatloaf that I loved. She then indicated Paul was in the den. Paul and I played a first person shooter and trash-talked until the sun went down. Marissa yelled that it was time for dinner. We shut off the game console and helped Marissa set the table. We ate dinner and I was so full that I didn't feel like moving. Here is where it gets interesting... Marissa had made mini key lime pies for dessert but I told her I couldn't eat but she kept insisting I have some which seemed out of the ordinary as she was never forceful before. I relented and ate the mini pie as she watched intently. Once I was finished I said good night and thanked them for dinner and went back home. I changed into my pjs and fell asleep as soon as I hit my pillow. I had a very unusual dream. I dreamt that I was Marissa and Connor's teenage daughter and Paul's half-sister. It felt right at home in a loving family to have an older sibling that I cared about and looked up to and two parents that would move the earth and the moon for their little princess. Unbeknownst to me...my body and reality was changing. I woke up groggy and confused the next morning as bright light was shining into my eyes which seemed out of place considering my room had black shades and curtains to keep the light out. I slowly opened my eyes to see something blocking my field of vision. I raised my arm to see what was obstructing my view and was surprised to see what seemed to be long dirty blond hair and a slim, hairless, and delicate arm move the hair away. As I looked around I realized this was not the same room I went to bed in. The walls were painted a soft pink with white pinstripes and posters of today's top pop artists like Bieber, 1D, 5SOS and Ariana Grande and the bed was a queen size mahogany four poster bed with baby blue sheets and a soft pink canopy. In one corner was a white dresser and on the opposite wall was a white vanity table with a large lighted mirror and a matching chair that had Tiffany blue cloth cushions. The table had a basic collection of beauty products and some stationary the was visible. As I got out of bed I realized just how much had changed. I felt considerably shorter and lighter. As I looked down twin mounds covered by my pink nighty and my hair blocked my view which I still couldn't believe we're the same b-cup breasts that I had encountered in my short dream. I walked over to the vanity mirror to examine myself and as I walked I noticed how different movements in this body were as my rear and breasts bounced and my hips swayed. When I reached the mirror I was shocked to see my face and body, much of which I didn't remember from my dream. The person looking back at me with an open mouth had mid-back length dirty blond hair, big deep blue eyes, unremarkable eyebrows, cute button nose, average lips, and a heart-shaped face. My body could be best described as petite and still undergoing changes from a girl to young woman. She looked to be about 15 years old. While still in shock and looking at the body reflecting back at me I heard Connor yell, "Princess hurry up breakfast is getting cold and I am leaving for work." Not sure what to do, I yelled back, "Be down in ten," but didn't think I would really make it down that fast with all the care this body would need. Also, I was surprised at how high pitched and sweet as honey the voice from this body sounded. I quickly went into what was currently my bathroom to pee sitting down and was surprised to see my vagina behind a somewhat groomed area. The whole experience was new and strange. I wiped front to back as I had remembered hearing on some tv show and proceeded to brush my teeth which could only be described as perfect in alignment, size and their bright white color. Next I took a shower noticing my legs and underarms were void of body hair. I shampooed and conditioned my hair and used body was to clean the rest noticing tingling sensation coming from my vagina whenever I grazed the small pencil eraser-shaped nipples or near my vagina. Once I was finished, I got out, dried off and wrapped one towel around my body covering MY breasts and another turban-style over my hair as I'd seen thousands of times in tv shows and movies. I went back into my room and took out a simple white bra which had a label that read "32B" and matching bikini cut panties out of the dresser. After putting on my underwear I quickly went into the walk-in closet hoping to find clothes that weren't too girly and thankfully most clothes besides a few formal dresses and skirts were jeans, hoodies, t-shirts and sweaters. I was also relieved to see lots of pairs of shoes with no heels, come sneakers and others flats or Ugg boots. There was one pair of patent leather shoes with about 2inch heels. I picked out and put on a pair of capris, a black t-shirt with "Cutie" bedazzled in rhinestones that still left some skin exposed in my midsection, and black flip flops. Looking at a picture of my current body on the vanity I saw that I at least wore mascara and lipgloss. I first removed the mascara wand the from the product that promised extra-long lashes and proceeded to apply it to my left then right eyelashes which seemed to work since I could now see black framing my vision even when I had my eyes open. Next, I used the applicator to apply bubblegum flavored lipgloss to my lips. I quickly shut the bedroom door and descended the stairs. Entering the kitchen it appeared Paul had left for Liberty International Airport and Connor had left for work. Marissa was in the kitchen drinking coffee and dressed in a spaghetti strap top, daisy dukes, and corked wedges with looked like 4 inch heels. With an evil smile said, "Hello honey." I asked what did she do to me. She replied, "Don't you worry about that baby...you are now my teenage daughter." She continued, "I have always wanted a daughter to call my own but I had to have a hysterectomy before that could come to fruition. So I bought a potion, that I put in your pie, from a witch I recently met at an antique shop to turn someone into my daughter." I said, "You're crazy, undo this NOW." To which she said it wasn't possible. She said the magic in the potion had changed reality and my now former parents Kurt & Sandra had a son who was Paul's lifelong friend but it wasn't me, but a boy named Travis. Marissa said the potion has lasting effects which include the power of suggestion which only she can use on me. I was really frightened and now fighting and failing to hold back tears that the elevated level of hormones in this female body were forcing. She also said that I will now benefit in this body as I cannot get any serious illnesses like skin cancer or STDs and that my periods would be nonexistent to very light at the worst...Thank God!! Marissa then said, "Your name is now Carla Crystal Immordino, or known to those closest to you as CeCe. You will also respond to princess, baby, sweetheart and hunny. You will call me mom and Connor not dad, but rather daddy." She said, "Let's try this now...what is your name?" I tried very hard to force my mouth to say James but what came out in a sweet, upbeat, and friendly way was, "CeCe." Mom grinned and next she said, "Currently you are a kind, friendly, and innocent daddy's girl but soon mommy is gonna help turn you into one of the most popular girls in school and shape you into the ideal sexy Jersey girl for a stud who is loaded." She continued "we all know how smart you were and how intelligence opened doors for you, but as a girl now you'll learn that as long as you're pretty you won't need any intelligence to open doors for you and I expect you to be an average to below average student so you will no longer be concerned about your grades. The only thing you should be concerned about is looking your best, becoming popular by any means necessary including getting a boyfriend...that's right you now like boys you will become boy crazy like any other girl with hormones surging through her. Most people will describe you as ditzy and airheaded like any other bimbo in the making." In my mind I could feel my high intelligence fading like a hard drive erasing files and I began to accept that I liked boys and everything about them. Mom said my first day of high school is on Monday and that daddy has instructed her to give me and my wardrobe a complete makeover for this special transition. I asked, "Won't that cost a lot of money mom?" And she replied with a polite but chiding tone, "You will no longer have any concept of money, all you will know is that everything has a price but the credit card that me and daddy are giving you as a back-to-school present can buy anything you like. I will hold onto the card for now until we bring home your starter wardrobe and accessories today." She went upstairs to do her hair and makeup while I finished my oatmeal and cup of coffee, both of which my body now found delicious. Once we were both ready, mom grabbed her quilted Chanel handbag and the keys to the Range Rover and got into the vehicle. Mom said that we were first going to the Gr8 Gatzbee Salon and after go shopping at the mall. While driving mom said since I'm now growing up, gonna be a high schooler, and start dating, that it was important to look your best and part of achieving this was to go to the Salon every week and get pampered. Mom said we would go together every Saturday and it would give us a chance to catch up on what is going on in my life. After the 15 minute drive we arrived at the strip mall and parked in front of the salon. Mom could see I was nervous and used her powers and said baby you are allowed to be a little shy today but by next time you will be outgoing and chatty with my friends inside. She said the Salon is owned by her best friend from high school, Debra, who I should refer to as Auntie Deb. Mom continued, her husband, Dr. Brian Giordano, is a highly regarded plastic surgeon who has a clinic adjacent to the strip mall. As we opened the door an entered as the chime sound rang out we were greeted by Auntie Deb who just happened to be speaking with the receptionist at the front desk, Regina. Auntie Deb with that heavy Jersey accent and between chewing and smacking her gum said, "Hey gurlfriend," to mom and continued, "I see we have a new customer with you!" I said, "Hi Auntie Deb!" Deb replied that it was about time I joined the club and mom said, "My baby is growing up and it's about time for her to get into obsessively caring about how she looks." Deb said to mom and me, "You are totes right as girls say now and we will give her The Works Package. She has entered a girl but will leave a hawt, young Jersey sexy bitch." Mom asked if there are some treatments Brian can come over and do here on CeCe before we leave to which Deb excitedly replied, "OMG! I was thinking the exact same thing!!!" Deb called over one of her girls who introduced herself as Traci and told me to go with her to start my beauty treatments. Mom said hunny listen to and do everything Traci tells you which hit me like another command that I was automatically going to now adhere to. Traci was 5'8" in 4.5 inch stiletto heels, she had an hourglass shape with what looked like huge DD- cup breasts overflowing out of her hot pink bra which I could see the edge of under her black minidress uniform. She had wide childbearing hips and a bubble butt that perfectly balanced with her breasts. She had voluminous chocolate brown hair with some lighter brown highlights. She had hazel eyes, a narrow nose, and full pouty lips. She was wearing blue and black smokey eyeshadow with a shimmering white on the outer edges and nude lipstick that provided a nice contrast to her tanned skin. Traci caught me entranced looking at her and asked if I was ok to which I replied that she was really pretty and had nice body shape. She said, "Don't worry your body will fill out soon too and you will get boobies, or titties or funbags as you will grow to call them, as big as me and an ass to die for but if you don't you can get work done by Dr. Brian!" Traci took me into a room in the back and asked me to strip so she could start waxing my body. I removed all my clothes without question and got on top of a table and laid my back down. Traci said don't worry about the pain it will be all gone after I apply a special moisturizing lotion once I'm done waxing you. She started with my eyebrows and said I'm going to shape them into thin high arches like mine. She placed the hot wax on a part of my left brow and did the first rip and subsequently a few more then repeated this on the right brow. The pain quickly became numbness. Next she took more wax and slathered it on my arms and ripped these large sheets of wax to leave my arms and pits very red and smooth. Then she came to my privates and asked in her thick Jersey accent that I was now understanding perfectly, "Do yous want a small landing strip or a bawld pussy?" I replied that I wasn't sure and she said, "Gurrrrllll....lemme tell yous somethin'....a bawld pussy will drive guido juiceheads cray." I said, "Ummm...ok I guess I'll goes for da bawld pussy." To which she said, "Baebee yous will thank me when yo' man sees it fo' da foist time." Next she asked me to turn over and she waxed any hair on or between what she calIed my "ass cheeks." I guess I could get used to now calling my breasts, tits...my vagina, a pussy....and my butt, ass because someone as cool and pretty as Traci referred to them as such. Lastly, she made my legs smooth. I put on a hawt pink terry cloth robe after I gots up from da table, I left my clothes folded and Traci said we'll getcha clothes later. Traci led me to another room that had 2 tanning beds in it and said, "Gurrlll yous will nevva look dat pasty again!" She told me to take off the robe, put on what looked like swimming goggles and lay down on the bed. Traci said, "Thank gawd for tannin' beds I dunno know what people did witout em' to look smokin.'" She said my mom gave her my phone with music to listen to while I was in the bed. The music started once the top of the bed was lowered. The trance music was laced with phrases from what sounded like my mother. Her voice said, "You will become the perfect Jersey princess. You will talk with a thick Jersey accent. You will agree to have Traci come shopping with us to give you advice. You will agree to go with Traci to get piercings. You will agree with Auntie Deb to let Brian do some work on you today and you will get an IUD to prevent a teen pregnancy." These and other messages I couldn't recall perfectly kept playing on repeat for what felt like hours but couldn't have been more than 30 minutes. Traci opened the top door of the bed, took my googles and asked me, "I saww yous dont got no piercings did yous want some? I got a hookup with the tattoo and piercing joint next door. If you want we can go now before we proceed with more treatments." I said, "Lemme check wit my mom." I got dressed in my clothes and went into Auntie Deb's office where mom and Deb were chatting and I asked with what I realized was now my apparent Jersey accent, "Mom can I go wit Traci to get some piercings at da tattoo n piercin' parlor next daur? Traci said she knows da guys." Auntie Deb asked, "Whatcha thinking of piercin'?" To which I replied "Ummm....I guess my ears?" Mom and Deb at almost the same time said there are other piercings you can get. They suggested for now maybe the top of my ears too, my nose, navel (thank gawd this body had an innie!), and if I was feeling adventurous...my tongue. I agreed that all of those were great ideas and mom gave me my credit card to take next door. I told Traci that my mom agreed and which piercings I wanted to get and she said, "If yous scared 'bout da tongue don't be cuz I got one and guess what? My man loves it when I'm giving him BJs and yous will get useta talkin' wit one in fast like I did." This information really made me excited to get one now. Traci and I went next door and were greeted by a huge 6'7" tall bald guy that look to be in his 30s. Traci said, "Hey Jon-Jon!! This iz my new friend CeCe, she wants some piercin's n' I told her yous were just da man fo da job!" Jon-Jon shook my tiny hand in his huge mitt and said, "That's right we've been voted the best parlor in North Jersey 3-years in a row by nj.com." Jon-Jon asked what we wanted to pierce so we told him, then picked out the jewelry. We picked simple studs for my lower lobes which I could replace with whatever I bought at the mall starting tomorrow when my holes were better healed. Next we picked a simple elongated bar for a scaffold piercing at the top of my right ear and a diamond stud for a cartilage piercing for my left ear. A very tiny gem for my nasal piercing, a dangly heartbreaker piercing for my belly button was suggested by Traci to which I agreed and she also suggested a hot pink barbell for my tongue which I was really excited about. Jon-Jon did the piercings one-by-one until he was finished 20 minutes later. They really hurt a lot initially, especially the tongue but it was beginning to fade into numbness. On the way back Traci asked if I wanted to go hang and "party" at her boyfriend Vinnie's place tonight and I said with some difficulty due to my tongue piercing, "OMG I would totes luvta go but I don't have anythings ta wear yet so I'll have to look in the mall after we are done but first I'd haveta ask my mom if itz cool." Traci said, "'k n' if yous want I can come wit yous and your mom to the mall if yous want help pickin out whats hot in Joisy right now because you are my only client today." I replied, "I would totes love dat!" While Traci went to her station I quickly went to ask my mom if I could go to the party and if Traci could come with us to the mall. Mom was getting a blowout by Auntie Deb when I asked and without hesitation she thought both were great ideas. I walked over to Traci's station to tell her the good news and we both jumped, giggled, and clapped. Traci walked me over to the hair washing station and had me sit down, put on a smock, and laid my head into the groove of the hair washing sink and proceeded to wash my hair. After she was done had me sit up and asked me, "Do u truss me hun?" I said of course I do and she then said ok I will make all the decisions for you today with which I felt completely comfortable, most likely from the programming I received while I was on the tanning bed. Traci began to apply foul-smelling pastes to my hair section by section and put them in foil. Next she had me sit in a full head hair dryer chair while the nail tech, Monica, came over to do my toenails per Traci's instructions. When it was time Traci came and got me and I carefully walked not to mess up my hot pink with leopard spot pedicure back to have my hair rinsed and dryer before going back to her station. She had covered all mirrors near me so I couldn't see my reflection until she was completely done. She gave me a bag that she called her teasing kit to help me keep the teased hair during the weekdays in between my appointments to the salon. She said I'm going to give you extensions similar to mine so you can have big and voluminous Jersey hair. She laid down mostly platinum blond hair pieces with very few a chocolate brown like hers. She repeated the process of sectioning my hair glueing and heating the glued areas until she with finally done with this step and my head felt considerably heavier. Traci said, "I know your head probably feels really heavy but you'll get useta it in no time." Which put any little concerns there might have been to bed. She then proceeded to let my hair down and began to tease it and spray crazy amounts of hairspray and said, "Jus tell Marissa to buy three times the amount of hairspray she buys now cuz your head is gonna need twice as much as her to keep looking fab." I just smiled and nodded because all that math was too confusing for me now...I'm sure daddy could figure it out how much I need cuz he's sooo smart at that math stuffs. Once the hair was finished Traci started on my makeup. She asked me what I currently use and I told her just mascara and lipgloss. She giggled and said, "Sweetheart you are going to need sooo much more than that to attract and keep a man! Tell ya what...we will stop into Sephora or Ulta on our shopping spree to assemble a complete collection of products for you" to which I squealed, giggled and clapped happily. She began to apply concealers and bronzers to show me how to do it eventho she said my skin was very even. Next she started to work on my eyes by gluing on individual eyelashes that she said would at least stay on until I saw her next week and coated them with mascara and they now we're clearly in my field of vision and made my eyelids feel a little heavier which was an enjoyable sensation. Next she began applying liquid eyeliner and eyeshadow stop create the same black and blue smoky eye look she had which she said would also now look good on my tanned skin. Next she asked me to suck in my cheeks so she could apply blush. Before we could start my lips, Dr. Brian walked in with a medical bag in hand and me, mom, Deb, and Traci went into the wax room so Dr. Brian could work on me. First my mom asked Brian to insert an IUD so I couldn't get pregnant. Brian asked if I was sexually active to which mom said no and Traci said, "If she stays under my wing she won't have to wait long!" Which made me blush but wasn't noticeable under my makeup. Once the IUD was inserted Traci said, "Bri we need definitely need to fill those lips up like mine or more." And this was met by nodding and approval my Deb and mom. Brian injected my top lip four times and my bottom one three times and carefully distributed the filler evenly then gave me an ice pack to put on my lips for 10 minutes until the burning subsides. Deb said, "Sweetie if your boobies and ass don't bloom by your 16th birthday Uncle Brian will make that ass bigger and give a pair of funbags as a present to drive any man wild!" In response I just giggled like a little airhead. Once complete Traci and I returned to her station while Mom, Deb, and Brian chatted. At her station Traci said, "Gurrrrlll we both now have DSLs!!!" Being the dumb girl that I am, I said, "What's dat?" And she replied, "Dick sucking lips silly!!!" And I said OMG and giggled. Traci used a lip liner to draw an outline on my very own DSLs then filled it in with a nude lipstick and clear lipgloss to give them a wet look with them staying in an open O shape that advertised I was hungry for cock! Next I sat down at the nail station across from Monica and beside mom who was getting her nail did by Sara, the other nail tech. Monica asked me what I wanted to which I replied that I wasn't sure. Mom said baby look at your hands right now to which I complied and she said they will never look that short again! She then instructed Monica to give me a hot pink and white French manicure with acrylic nails that went an inch past my fingers. Monica moisturized my hands then proceeded to treat my cuticles in prep for the acrylic nails. One by one she started to add the chemicals until they were finally done. My hands felt weird and much heavier with my nails. Mom and Tracy said you will get used to them quickly and learn to use the pads of your fingers and once you get married you can go to beige and white nails but while you're young enjoys the pretty colors. Once complete Traci led me over to a mirror to see my hair and face and I was so giddy with joy at what I saw my new tan skin looked perfect with the makeup similar to Traci and my DSLs were to die for! I was surprised to find I was now a platinum blond with some chocolate lowlights underneath. As I brought my hands up to my hair and face I noticed just how long my nails were but they made me proud somehow at how sexy they were. Traci whispered in my ear, "Imagine those sexy hands around a big, juicy cock or scratching your mans back." And suddenly those thoughts and pictures filled my mind like adding new files to the hard drive. Once Mom paid Auntie Deb, made our appointment for next week, and tipped everyone who helped me, me, mom, and Traci drove to the mall. Mom said she had to do some of her own shopping so she let Traci and me set out on our own. While walking to her favorite store that sold all the hottest Jersey fashions she said, "Tonight I wanna introduce you to Vinnie's baby bro Tommy. He's 16 and jus got outta a serious relationship and who knows yous two may hit it off!" Once we got to her fav store we proceeded to buy all sorts of animal print, pink, and black minidresses, tube tops, micro miniskirts. Some in stretchy material like Lycra, some faux fur, and some pleather or leather. We bought all kinds of high heeled shoes, sandals, and boots with heels no smaller than 4.5inches as Traci said that makes your ass perfectly presentable to studs. We also bought all kinds of rings, necklaces, bangles, bracelets, and large hoop earrings in various metals and plastic colors. Traci said its hot to have jewelry dat makes noise wit head movements or ur hands when your tawkin wit hand movements. Lastly we bought a few handbags, clutches, and wallets that I could coordinate with. Next we stopped at an upscale lingerie boutique and bought bombshell bras in animal prints and other various colors especially one in hot pink like Traci's. We looked at panties but Traci quickly grabbed me and took me to the section wit all kinds of thongs cuz she said, "It will make yous feel totes sexy having it on and driving you wild all day but also cuz when ur man sees it he's gonna have an instant boner!" And I just jumped and giggled like the bimbo I had become. We got some Lacey garter belts and stockings for special occasions and lastly some sexy teddy nighties for everyday sleepwear. We made several trips to the truck to drop off our purchases before finally going to Sephora to buy all the makeup I could ever need. On the way back to the car I carefully took out my phone and tried to turn it on Traci kindly reminded me to use the pads of my fingers as I was still getting use to these long acrylic nails. I texted mom to let her know we were making our way back to the truck. On the way there Tracy told me its ok to do a little coke and smoke cigarettes. She said everyone at the salon smokes and so does your mom. She said Vinnie, Tommy, and her circle of friends snort a white powder called cocaine also referred to as coke or blow and that I'll get to try and snort some with Tommy tonight. Traci said do as Tommy asks if you want to impress him and become popular at school and keep acting like a sexy bimbo from now on to which I replied "omi gawd like totes thanks for the tip yous are becoming, like my new, like BFF!" Followed by the both of us giggling, jumping and clapping without noticing the staring from men passing by. We dropped Traci off at the salon so she could pick up her car and she said she would come over to help me get ready and to drive me to Vinnie's at around 5:30pm, it was currently like ummm...wait I can't read a watch thingie with hands and stuff so I asked my mom and she said its 4:00pm. Traci arrived early at 5pm and I ran to open the front door giddy with joy and excitement which was making my mom happy. I dragged Traci to my room and she picked out a hot pink g-string and a matching bombshell bra that said it could make my titties look 2 cup sizes bigger so I could look almost as big as mom or Traci. I stripped and pulled up the g-string about which Traci was right, it was getting me hot and bothered. Next I tried and tried to put my bra on but my nails made things difficult. Finally I got it on. Next Traci handed me a leopard print lycra mini dress which I shimmied up my body. Traci touched up my makeup and added more hairspray. Next she put in big brass hoops in my lobe piercings, a necklace with a cz pendant that was nestled between my titties. I added several rings, bracelets and bangles so I could hear some jangling. Traci picked out black platform pumps with 6.5 inch heels and a 2 inch platform. Traci you should have no problem walking in these just walk a few times with mincing steps across the room with one foot in front of the other swaying your hips. Omi gawd like after a few time I like had it down!!! Traci like sprayed some Chanel #5 on me put some things in a black hand bag and we were off. I said bye to mom and she said like do like whatever Traci tells you and I like said ummmm duhh mom moving my head side to side like the sexy bitch I was making my hoops sway in a nice sensation. To be continued