Engagement: Mark’s morning

Mark Donovan awoke with a groan and rolled over to see he was alone. Well not completely, for sitting on the side tables were two frozen cheerleaders dutifully holding lamps in their hands.

“Morning Ladies”, Make said greeting his lamps. Both girls simply stared forward, unable to offer any sort of response. Rolling out of bed, Mark kisses Draya on her lips before grabbing some clothes and heading into into the bathroom.

“Good morning Christina, Mark said to the Latina bombshell turned TP holder, patting her on the head. Christina was posed to be kneeling while dressed in her cheerleading uniform, with her arms held out in front of her. From there her hands were pointed at each other, with her index and pointing fingers I steered into a tube of toilet paper, and her thumbs acting as a stopper. Her long brown was parted to her left, resting on her shoulder.

“Hey Zoey”, Mark said to the sharp nosed brunette standing against the bathroom wall. “I see Katie has already been here”, Mark noted looking at a wet towel that hung from the girls outstretched left arm. The girls did not respond, her brown eyes simply staring forward, arms outstretched waiting to take a towel. Like her teammates, she too was dressed in her cheer uniform, though it was slightly damp from water exposure, though Zoey didn’t seem to mind. Her long straight brown hair that went to the small of her back was starting to frizzle as well.

Mark plants a kiss onto the girls lips before striping and climbing into the shower in order it wake up. When he is done, he drapes the wet towel onto Zoey’s outstretched right arm before heading downstairs.

Once downstairs, Mark heads to the kitchen and pours himself a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice, bringing both to the living room to enjoy. He places the OJ down on the Savanah table on a plater the brunette held out in front of her. The paused girl was posed to be kneeling while dressed in her cheer uniform, her long wager hair cascading onto her shoulders. Unlike most of the other girls, Savanah had a toothy grin on her face.

“That’s a good girl”, Mark said patting the young woman on the head. Savanah’s blue eyes simply stared forward, not registering the gesture.

Deciding to watch some TV while he ate, Mark looked for the remote, but it was not obvious where it was located. Looking for the remote, Mark almost smacked himself when he found it on his Madison table. The brunette was posed and dressed the same as Savanah, except that her smile showed off her braces.

Once he found the remote, Mark laid back and out his feet up on the Bailey coffee table. The red head was like the others dressed in her cheer uniform, and was posed on all fours. He and Katie were looking in obtaining a glass panel to put on her back, but for now they kept her on her own as the table. The red head had her thick frame glasses on, while a neutral expression was on her face.

Mark enjoyed his breakfast, and once he was done, put the bowl away and made sure to stop time to avoid any nosy neighbors. He then heads outside to his car and pops open the trunk. Sitting inside the trunk were three college students that he froze last night with the help of Regina. He hadn’t told Katie about these new dolls, as they would be a surprise for Katie later that night. The three of the had been roommates, and were dressed in their PJ’s.

“Morning ladies, how was your night”, Mark asked the frozen women. None of the girls responded, not that they were capable of doing so anymore.

He decides to take two of the new acquisitions and put them in the house, while the third he will need for his plan that night. The girls he pull out of the trunk are a curvy 19 year old blue eyed Brunette named Morgan Strong, and a tall skinny 21 year old Latina of Cuban decent named Therese Languana. Both girls didn’t seem to mind as they were manhandled by Mark and brought into the house, were he hid them amongst the other dolls in the garage. Mark would dump some of their clothing amongst the others they had bought for their dolls.

The last girl in the trunk, a 20 year old of Indian decent named Sabrina Patel would remain there until she took her position that night. Nearly a year ago, she was simply doing her job, and had no idea it would have gotten her frozen in time.

“I love it when a plan comes together”, Mark announced. “None of the dolls reacted, nor cared.”