I would like to visit Mr. Hewitt's Lawyers. (bimbo trophy-wife version)

After a 45 minute drive, you arrive at the law firm of Howard, Johnston, and Blakely, Mr. Hewitt's long-term legal firm.

You step into a conference room which has been laid out by the nice receptionist. There are note pads, pens, a pitcher of water and a plate of cookies. Mr. Blakely guides you over to a seat with a gentle hand on your arm.

You are wearing the bimbo Trophy Wife outfit from your first dress-up training. Your tight, pink dress with the high hem-line and low neckline Is wrapped about your body trapping and enhancing your curves. Your breasts are plumped up and facing forward. Your pink and black tweed jacket is buttoned at the bottom, giving your that "I am a wife" look, but still still your big tits spill out for all to see. You have a pink clutch and a necklace with thick gold letters spelling TROPHY WIFE studded with diamonds.

You sit carefully, place your bag on the table, and cross your legs at the ankles and then look up at Mr. Blakely with a bright smile, just like you've been taught.

Mr. Blakely smiles back.

"You are a vision," he says.

"Thank you." You proudly thrust out your chest at him and then run your fingers through your blonde hair.

"Sorry!" Mr. Blakely shakes his head to concentrate. Paul Madison is your full name, correct?"

"Yes, that's correct. Although I go by Jennifer now."

"Perfect!" Mr. Blakely smiles. "Well, Jennifer, I don't know how you did it, but we just received Mr. Hewitt's Last Will and Testament via fax just now."

"People still use fax machines?" you ask.

He laughs.

"Yes, lawyers still use fax machines. Whether we are 'people' or not is another question. Now, I have amazing news, Jennifer. You are named in Mr. Hewitt's will! You are the lucky recipient of 40 million dollars!"

"OH MY GAWD!!" you cry. "Like, seriously??"

"Yes, seriously! And that is your money to do with as you wish, a bequest from Jack Hewitt."

"I can't believe it," you gasp. "That's just... amazing. I... I had no idea."

"But there's more."

"MORE???" you squeal.

"Yes, more! But here's where the terms of the Will get... well... a bit unusual."

"How is that?" you ask, eyes wide.

"Because the next part of your will concerns your husband," Mr. Blakely says.

"But I'm not married."

"Exactly. But the Will is quite clear, your husband is named as a beneficiary. It further states that if you have no husband, then any man you marry within 1 year from Jack Hewitt's ****, which, as you know, was just two weeks ago, will become the beneficiary on the anniversary of Mr. Hewitt's ****."

"How much would he inherit?" you ask.

"1.2 billion dollars."

"1.2 billi....? oh no..."