California Dreaming

Katie opened the roof on the convertible. Next to her was Peter, always loyal, always willing to follow her wherever she went. He looked at the lovely blue-eyed brunette, her large breasts almost overflowing her crop top, and her trim ass looking mouth watering in the tight daisy dukes. Her pale legs almost glowed ethereally, but quickly pinkening under the attention of the sun.

They drove wordlessly from LAX to Beverly Hills, arriving at the austere offices of Doctor Ortiz. The famed nephew of an even more famous uncle, the Ortizes specialized in plastic surgery. And through Peter's diligent searching, he'd learned that Dana Smith had spent some time in LA. And through Katie's even better people skills, they'd learned that Dana had been saving up for some 'work' to be done by Dr. Ortiz.

None of it made sense to Katie, but once she got her teeth into something, she was loath to let go.

"Remember, I'm going to distract the good doctor, but you won't have much time back with the files," Katie reminded Peter for the umpteenth time.

"Maybe we should figure out a different way to go about this, Katie," Peter said skeptically. "This gives me a bad feeling."

"Stow it, Peter," Katie said, rolling her eyes. "C'mon, let's go."

They entered the offices. Dr. Ortiz took Katie back to the room. Peter waited for the staff to be distracted, sneaking into the file room. Smith, Smith, Smith, he thought. He grabbed the file, taking a couple of the most pertinent sheets of paper out and sneaking back out.

He waited half an hour for Katie to finally emerge. Her buttons on her top were unbuttoned, and Dr. Ortiz had obviously been groping her. Her shorts were also askew. She was slightly blushing.

"I do think some work on the butt would be good, Doctor, thank you," Katie murmured. Peter looked at her, jaw agape.

"Of course," Dr. Ortiz said smoothly. "Talk to Marcy about an appointment."

To Peter's greater surprise, he had to stand there as his crush scheduled an appointment for ass injections the following month. He thought about her with a large, ripe ass, and his small cock stiffened in his pants. God, that'd be hot to see, he thought.

They left, and Peter tugged out what he'd pilfered. Katie, excited, planted a wet kiss on his lips and eagerly looked at the records ... only for the confusion to return, even more rampant.

"Dad ... got tits? And referred out to a Thailand surgeon for pussy? The fuck happened?"