Around 6 pm, a shiny black limousine drove up into a lit-up compound, bending around its green lawns before then coming to a stop in front of a building which had several people walking in and out.
A man dressed in a red uniform and helming the door of the building quickly moved forward. He opened the door of the limousine, and from the vehicle, a man dressed in a black tuxedo stepped out.
Two beautiful women of different breeds followed out of the car, and the sight of them drew attention from all around—or maybe it was the handsome man and the limousine they were looking at.
Isabella had on a white long dress, which hugged her figure and made known her bountiful chest. It also wrapped around her rear and showed how round and protruded it was, and at the front of the dress was a slit that went up as high as her thighs.
While Isabella was conservative, Sophie was not. She picked a black dress with no straps and just a single right-arm sleeve.
