“Then I heard from many of my friends who have seen the three of you around town how well you looked, so I had to come and see for myself,” she said.
Jacob and Kylie looked at each other. She was glad when Aiden had returned with cups and a carafe of coffee. Victoria took the carafe and began pouring five cups of coffee. “Come sit,” she commanded.
Jacob and Kylie came to sit at the table and Aiden leaned against the counter.
“Your hair is a lovely shade of red,” Victoria continued. “It’s too bad about your freckles, of course. It can be an asset to have hair color which is unique, but the freckles…well, hopefully we can find a gown that can cover them better.”
Kylie looked down at her hated freckles. Jacob smiled, though, and said, “I like them. I find new ones every day.” He leaned over and kissed her neck. “I think I found a new one,” he told Aiden with a wink.
Red crept into Kylie’s cheeks. Aiden had told Jacob he had a mission of kissing every one of her freckles. Jacob thought kissing all of her freckles sounded like something he wanted to do. They had spent one afternoon sitting in the sun, with Aiden and Jacob making sure every freckle had been kissed.
Victoria missed nothing, not Jacob’s wink nor Kylie’s blush. She looked like she was going to say something when Jacob’s grandfather said, “I think I like them too. If I were ten years younger…”
Victoria cut him off with, “You’d need to be thirty years younger, you old codger.”
The general chuckled.
“We have a lot to do before the coming out and wedding season,” she announced. “The first thing we need to do is to go shopping for Kylie!” She put down her coffee cup and got up.
Kylie looked at her, speechless. She wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do.
“I’ll help you choose what to wear when we shop. If you’ll show me to your closet, I’ll pick out a gown.” She turned to Jacob as an afterthought. “You need a shower, young man. You’ll be driving.”
“Aiden, I need you to grab my small trunk,” she directed. “You can deposit it in your room.” Reluctantly Kylie got up, leading Jacob’s grandmother to her bedroom. Jacob followed as well.
As she was leaving, she heard Aiden say to Jacob’s grandfather, “She’s more of a general than you.” The men all laughed, but Victoria only smirked and didn’t let anything deter her course.
When Kylie led her into the bedroom, Victoria assessed the décor and nodded in approval. “You can point me to your closet, Kylie. I think it’s best you both shower. Don’t dally though. I’m giving you fifteen minutes and if you aren’t out of the shower by then, I’m going to come in to turn on the cold water.”
Aiden joined them in the bathroom. They were in the shower, absorbed in scrubbing themselves. Kylie was frantic. She jumped when she heard the glass door open. “Oh, it’s you Aiden! I thought it was Victoria coming in early.”
“Do you have any idea what this is all about?” Jacob asked Aiden.
“No, but I’m sure she won’t be shy about making it known,” Aiden replied. “Do you want to go shopping, Kylie? You don’t have to go.”
“Actually I think it might be nice,” she insisted when she saw him frown.
“Well, you haven’t tested yet this morning, and if you are bright or dark at all you aren’t going anywhere,” Aiden informed her.
Kylie shrugged. “That’s fair.”
They had put a second testing kit in the bathroom in case they ever needed one for emergencies. They also had a second set of oils. With the pills Dr. Normandy had prescribed in addition to continued testing, she hadn’t had a color bright or dark since the bright pink that landed her in the hospital.
Kylie got out of the shower and dried off. She did her test, and they all smiled at the light pink.
“Five minutes,” Victoria called from the other room.
“Don’t let her in the room,” Kylie pleaded.
“We’ll have to be quick,” replied Aiden said as he picked her up, only to lie her down on the bathroom rug. He had the pink bottle in hand and put a drop on is finger.
“Please hurry,” Kylie begged.
Aiden brought his hand slowly to her pussy, lightly touching her clit.
“Please, please, please,” Kylie begged.
“What do you think, Jacob? Should we see how fast we can get her to come?” He gave her nipple a tweak with his other hand. “Or should we see what your grandmother says when she walks in?”
Jacob pretended to think about it. He began plucking her other nipple slightly. “I really like a slow build-up in the mornings.”
Kylie shook her head.
“Or maybe we should see how quickly we can get her to orgasm,” Jacob said.
“Yes, yes, yes, quickly is good,” she responded.
They both started a quick assault. Jacob took possession of her breasts. He sucked one nipple while pinching the other. Aiden concentrated on rubbing her clit with one hand and fucking her with his fingers using the other. Kylie was writhing, wanting to climax, but having trouble letting go with the pressure of not wanting Jacob’s grandmother to come in. It wasn’t until Aiden also pressed a thumb in her ass that she started to keen as a tidal-wave orgasm washed over her.
She was still shaking as they milked out her orgasm when they heard Victoria say, “One minute.”
Kylie jumped up, ran her fingers through her hair, wrapped a towel around her middle, and walked out of the bathroom. She shut the door behind her. She heard them chuckling. Victoria had spread out what looked like beauty products on their bed. She called, “Jacob, I need you in here too.”
“I’ll be there in a few minutes,” he yelled.
Victoria was sitting at Kylie’s vanity table. She had already turned on her curlers. Victoria stood up as Kylie approached, letting Kylie sit down in her chair. Victoria came to stand behind Kylie and began combing through her hair. When she finished she started wrapping up tendrils of Kylie’s hair in the curlers. They were silent at first. Victoria looked like she was studying Kylie and she was feeling inexplicably shy. When she was about halfway through Kylie’s hair she said, “Your hair really is a lovely shade of red.”
“I think it looks like copper, grandmother,” Jacob joined in. He had come out of the bathroom with a rather relaxed smile.
“Yes, yes, copper not red,” Victoria said dryly, “romance versus reality.”
Victoria wrapped Kylie’s hair into her curlers. When all of her hair was up in rollers, Victoria said, “Jacob, you need to rub this oil on Kylie’s skin.” She handed Jacob a bottle of oil. “Stand up and drop your towel, dear,” Victoria instructed.
Kylie felt her face heat.
“Oh, now, don’t be shy girl. I’ve seen my share of naked women,” Victoria chided.
Kylie did as Victoria asked. There was something compelling about her demands that made her want to follow them.
Jacob started rubbing oil all over Kylie’s body. Whenever his grandmother turned her back to them to rummage in her bag, Jacob would sneak a tweak to her nipple. After a few plucks, Kylie gave a little moan and his grandmother admonished, “You will have time enough later.”
The oil Jacob applied was clear with golden speckles in it. When she turned to see the effect, Victoria explained many women wore golden-flecked oil on their skin. She then held out a small container. As Kylie opened the top, Victoria told Jacob, “Rub a little on her nipples.” Jacob put the rouge on her nipples, making the color stand out even more.
Aiden stood in the door watching them. He cleared his throat. When they all looked up at him, he was frowning. Kylie asked, “What?” She wondered if she was doing something wrong.
“I don’t like the rouge on her nipples,” he replied. Kylie made a move to rub the color off, but Victoria scowled at her and then Aiden.
“You may know a lot about diplomacy, mister, but you don’t know anything about how society works!” Victoria admonished Aiden. “The gossip chain is all abuzz about how Kylie
has been able to give Jacob a golden sheen unlike anything they have seen in years. You, Kylie and my grandson are going to be invited to the highest-circled parties in a few weeks after the big coming-out celebration at the palace. She needs to look her best! That includes gold oil and rouge on her nipples.”
“Wait!” Kylie interjected. “I thought it was Aiden who turned him gold, and what is the coming-out celebration?”
Victoria answered. “The golden color comes from Aiden, but the sheen he has comes from a woman taking care of her cadet. Most of the other young men this age who go through their heat come out with gold, but they don’t have the sheen your Jacob has.”
“Oh,” Kylie said as she smiled at Jacob. Jacob turned like he was showing his perfect color off. Kylie had noticed his color looked the best of all his friends, but she thought it might be in her mind due to the feelings she had for him, more than actual sheen.
“I hate to say it of my people, but some things have changed since I was a young matron. When I was young, Ryan and I helped four boys through their golden change. During that time we both saw to their needs.” She sniffed dramatically. “I’m afraid to say some of these young matrons have no care or consideration for their cadets. Perhaps they feel like they have little control in their lives, and this is a way to exert some kind of control over men. But whatever the reason is, it makes for a poor change.”
“The coming-out celebration is held at the palace every year. All of the girls who have finished school must go through this ceremony to be considered women. It is held at the palace since the largest temple is there,” Victoria continued. “We can discuss this all later. We have a lot to do today.”
Victoria held one of Kylie’s gowns. It was a cream-colored gown with no lace. Kylie pulled it over her head. “The cream color is a good color for you dear.” Victoria came and stood next to her and turned her to the full-length mirror. “It looks good with your complexion and hides a bit of the freckles. I’m happy to see the gold does as well. The rouge is to offset the camouflage the cream gown creates.”
“You can wear slippers since we will be walking on pavement,” Victoria told her. “I found these gold ones in your closet. They aren’t exactly what I want, but we will find you some new ones when we are shopping.”
“Aiden, please pack up the other gowns I’ve laid out on the bed,” Victoria instructed. “I’m going to see if we can make any alterations on those.”
Once her hair was dry, Victoria started taking out the hot rollers, leaving the curls spiraling down. “We’ll leave your ‘copper’ hair down,” she continued. She pulled the most of Kylie’s hair behind her back then pulled a tendril forward on each side of her face.
“Your hair is the perfect length,” Victoria went on as she pulled and shaped the curls to touch her breasts.
“Jacob, I want you to wear your dress cadet pants,” she ordered him. “We’ll wait for you in the car. Make sure you have Kylie’s credits with you.”
Before Kylie knew it, the three of them were in the general’s car heading toward city center. It was a good thing Victoria carried the conversation. Kylie was nervous about shopping. She bought all of her clothes over the computer. She had heard that most shops didn’t have clothes for earthly women. The shops that did were on the other side of town and didn’t carry the kind of gowns Aiden liked.
The first store they approached was a high-fashion store. After entering the store, an attendant asked Victoria, “Do you have an appointment?”
Victoria looked at him imperiously and said, “Call up Frank and tell him Victoria Hayden is here.”
Frank must have been in the other room because when he heard her voice he came bounding out. “Madam Hayden.” He kissed her proffered hand. “It has been too long. How are your son and your daughters?” he asked.
“They are well,” she replied. “I would like you to meet my grandson Jacob. He is Donald’s youngest.”
Jacob came forward to shake his hand. “Nice to meet you,” Jacob said.
“The pleasure is all mine.” The look he gave Jacob showed how much the pleasure was his.
“I’d like you to meet my grandson’s host,” Victoria said. “This is Kylie Duncan. She is Colonel Aiden Duncan’s wife. He served under my husband, of course. He is a diplomat now.”
“It is lovely to meet you,” Frank said.
Frank pressed a kiss to her hand as Jacob offered it to him. He wasn’t as tall as other Zehavian men and she liked that he didn’t tower over her. He also met her eyes directly.
“Well, what can I do for you, Madam Hayden?” He had turned back to Victoria. “Are you shopping for the summer season?”
“No,” Victoria informed him. “We are here to purchase for Kylie.”
“Wonderful,” he said as he clapped his hands in anticipation. He turned and led them to his private tailor rooms.
He pulled the curtain behind them. “Come and stand up here please,” he asked Kylie.
“Please take off your gown,” he instructed.
Kylie pulled her gown over her head, handing it to Frank, who hung it on the back of the door. He looked at her for a few moments before the stand she stood on turned and revolved with her on it. A screen in front of her showed her naked form. She had been unaware pictures were being taken as the stand had rotated.
Frank took the tape measurer from around his neck and began taking Kylie’s measurements. He called out the measurements as he measured her. The numbers started labeling her body on the screen.
When he was finished he commented, “You have a lovely figure.” He stood up and went over to his computer, talking in code to it. “Let’s start with new creations, and then we can alter the rest of her wardrobe after to see what else we need. He looked her up and down again. “I have some new ideas about some gowns I think would really accentuate your attributes.”
Victoria and Frank were looking at a computer and soon a template of a dress flashed over her naked form on the screen. Frank began making alterations to the template and Victoria would make suggestions. On and on it went with each new start template.
As they discussed different templates, sometimes Frank would come over and hold up a swatch of fabric against her skin. Jacob looked as bored as Kylie felt until Frank gave him something to do.
Victoria liked the fabrics that had a bit of color to cover her freckles, while Frank insisted that it was more important the color of her nipples was prominently showing. They were able to find a compromise by designing some gowns to have different fabrics. The clear, sheer fabrics would cover her breasts to show them off best. The torsos of the dresses were going to be white lace or sheer fabrics with a hint of cream, gold, or pastel color. They both agreed spaghetti straps and strapless gowns were better than any sleeve, no matter how many freckles a sleeve would hide.
Instead of loose fabrics around her torso, these gowns looked like they were going to hug her figure from breast to hip.
“I think when she is seen in these gowns she is going to start a new trend,” Victoria said.
Frank nodded his head in agreement. “I’m going to have to get ready for people who want to alter their gowns,” he said to Victoria.
He made a selection on the computer. “I think I’ll put a rush on this one. Hopefully I can get it back by tomorrow.” It would be white sheer on her breasts with fitted stretchy white lace on her torso.
It seemed like an eternity until Frank and Victoria were satisfied with the images they had selected and Frank held up the original gown Kylie had walked in with. They began lifting the front to bring the hem higher, pulling it back a little so it was more formfitting.
When Frank was satisfied with the idea of the alterations, he discreetly pushed a button on his jacket. A picture of the dress was transposed on the screen with her naked body. Victoria and Frank went over to the screen and began discussing different laces and gems that could be added to the gown. When they were satisfied with the gown’s alterations, Victoria had Jacob
pull another gown of the bag he was holding.
And so on it went with every gown Kylie brought.
Frank and Victoria talked to each other and over each other as the fitting went on. Frank, it turned out, was a thriving businessman who was also well connected in the community.
It seemed like forever until they had finished looking through her original wardrobe.
By the time Frank showed them out of his shop, the sky had turned dusky and Kylie was exhausted. Frank kissed her cheek, saying he would call when the first gown was ready.
When Victoria told them the shoe shop was next, Jacob insisted they head home. He knew Kylie was getting tired. He was also coming to understand Kylie was a people pleaser. It wasn’t only Aiden or himself who she tried to please, but Victoria and Frank as well. She never uttered a protest while they were discussing her. She probably would have gone on shopping no matter how tired she was.
She also didn’t say anything when Frank had asked him to plump up her nipples, though she did look slightly panicked at Jacob when Frank asked. Frank explained it was to see how the fabric would look against her nipples. Jacob came over to her and gave her nipples some attention until they were standing out, pebble hard.
“Lovely,” Frank complemented the first time he had done so.
By the time they had gotten back to their house, Kylie had half-fallen asleep. Sleepily she climbed out of the car and headed inside. They found Aiden and the general in the screen room watching a game. Kylie went over without saying more than hello to both men, crawled into Aiden’s embrace, and fell straight asleep.
She woke when it was time for dinner. Grandma had spent some time in the kitchen while they watched the game. Jacob loved her cooking and he probably ate more than usual.
The conversation was light during dinner. Kylie was unusually quiet. She appeared content to let the conversation flow around her. Victoria seemed to approve of her demure attitude, though she was herself very outspoken.
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