Nylon stockings don't feel the same to the touch as cotton tights.

Cotton tights are like a pair of jumpsuits that fit snugly around your body, but stockings are different.

The above is how Catherine felt when she first put on the stockings.

"Hmm...... Very good. Lily picked up the camera, didn't care about the background, and then suddenly took a picture of Catherine.

"Lily!"

Catherine took a step back, then covered her face, and she felt embarrassed by the look she had.

Taking a step back, the stockings on her legs rubbed against each other, and a feeling of comfort came over her, making her a little uncomfortable.

"Kate, you're wearing stockings for the first time, right? Relax and get used to it in no time. Ida walked over.

"Thanks, Ada."

"But stockings do look better than pantyhose, and maybe we can sell ours to gymnastics clubs." Lily circled around Catherine and took a few more pictures.

"I think we're really able to open a fashion design house now, hey, sisters, maybe that's really nice. We have two ready-made models here! ”

Lisa said energetically.

"Maybe we need a professional studio, at least to give us professional shots, Lily, can you help?" Jenny said as she remembered something.

"But my father is now in Europe...... Maybe I should give him a call. ”

"We also need some staff, and we don't understand anything." Ida said.

"Yes, let's go and recruit workers!"

So, the girls took action.

Lily was in charge of finding a studio, and Lisa continued to design miniskirts, after all, if you really want to open a store, you can't say anything about a product.

Jenny and Ada, on the other hand, are looking for a job that they need someone who can help take care of the company.

On the weekend, Catherine took Jenny and Ida back to New York, where they rented a hotel and used it as an office, partly because Catherine was going to class, and partly for recruitment.

After accompanying Ida and the others to complete the arrangement, Catherine hurriedly felt the Lincoln Center for the Arts.

Catherine's body is outstanding, and in the eyes of SAB's teachers, Catherine is also a student who is very promising to become a professional ballet dancer, so they all have high hopes for her, and the requirements for her can not be stricter.

"Kate, feet straight." Mr. Joy—the name is a common European and American name, though Catherine was tempted to complain—reached out and pressed Catherine's foot straight.

Catherine had been busy all day, and by this time she was already very tired, but she still pulled herself together.

In her opinion, either she doesn't learn it, since she has studied ballet so deeply, then she must practice this ballet well.

At this time, Catherine was grasping the crossbar with both hands, and then her right foot was facing up from the back, and her feet were pulled 180 degrees, but the movement was a little irregular. Mr. Joy grabbed Catherine's left heel with his left hand, and then pressed Catherine's right leg with his right hand.

Catherine blushed suddenly.

"What's wrong, Kate? You don't seem to be in shape today. ”

"No problem, it's just that I woke up a little early today."

Catherine perfunctorily.

Result...... What's going on?!

Damn it!

Catherine cursed inwardly.

As Mr. Joy's hand approached the base of her thigh, she could clearly feel a surge of heat in her body.

She took a deep breath before she gradually calmed down.

This day's training passed in such a daze.

In the evening, Catherine did not return home, but came to the hotel.

"How's it going?"

"A few of them came, but after seeing the two of us, they went back." Ida shrugged.

Indeed, what will be the way for the recruitment of a few junior high school girls?

"Then I'll go back first, maybe my father will have a way."

Bruce is an engineer, so maybe there's a way to do it.

But when she got home, she found that her father had run away to the company because of an emergency in the company, which seemed to be related to Bruce's promotion, so he didn't have time for the time being.

"Oh my God."

Catherine sighed, this matter is really infinitely tangled. ,

She was already bored, sighed, and then walked into the bathroom.

Soaking in the bathtub, Catherine gradually settled down.

"...... Today"

Once she calmed down, she wanted to think about the problem of the clothing company, but she didn't have a clue, but another thing arose in her mind, and that was when she was practicing......

"That feeling ......"

She got up from the bathroom and walked over to the mirror.

Her skin is fine, her whole body is smooth, because there is no development, and the underside is also smooth, with only a faint slit.

The hand of sin was stretched out.

"That's what a woman feels like......"

The heroine who couldn't resist the male in countless love action movies that I had seen in my previous life suddenly appeared in my mind, and I remembered the discordant novel......

"Yay!"

Suddenly there were cheers outside.

"Emma! Come, kiss one~"

"Bruce, be serious!" The latter sentence was quiet: "Kate is taking a shower." ”

"Oh, I've been promoted, now I'm the assistant manager, oh my God, maybe we should travel this Christmas, where should we go? By the way, go to Seattle, haven't you always wanted to be there? ”

Listening to the conversation between the two, Catherine's fiery heart burned.

Seattle?

Catherine seemed to remember something.

Seattle ...... in 1960 What seems to be something?

But what is it?

Catherine vaguely remembered something that seemed to have something to do with Edison, or something related to Edison.

However, now is not the time to think about this, since my father is back, it will be easy to do.

"Dad, I want to ask you something."

After taking a shower, Catherine came out of the house.

But at this time, the phone rang, and Emma walked over to answer the phone.

"Hello...... Kate, your classmates are looking for you. ”

Catherine, who was about to ask for help, heard the call and walked over.

"Hello, this is Catherine." This is the consistent grammar for answering the phone. Catherine felt that answering the phone in the United States was a bit painful, why couldn't it be like talking in person? She still has to use the format of "This-is, That-is", and sometimes she really finds it troublesome.

"Oh, Kate, I'm Lily. The studio has been found, my dad's friend is going to help, he is also a photographer, and he is also interested in our company and wants to join, we may be able to ask him for help? ”

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