The Model

"Have a good time in New York, pumpkin," Douglas said, dropping his daughter Katie off at the airport.

"Thanks dad! Love you!" Katie gushed, taking her pink suitcases out of Douglas's newest Mercedes. She was dolled up and made up extravagantly, as she always was in public. She went to the private jetway, gently climbing the stairwell, her big DD-breasts and round shapely ass jutting out as she entered the plane, to see her owner of the talent agency smiling at her.

"Now there's our shining star," Lamar said, with a wolfish grin.