Just as Kim left his room, he saw that there are few men carrying some boxes upstairs. He went down the stairs, trying to sway his new ass as much as possible. All of men glanced at his posterior. Downstairs he saw his mom.
"Oh, Kim. I forgot to tell you. Those men are here to take care of your room. Ms. Kardashian demanded that your room has to look like a shrine dedicated to her. I hope you don't mind."
Kim shruged with a smile. "Not that I have any choice."
His mom nodded.
"You also got a reservation at Beauty Salon to get your own smokey eyes Kim."
Kim felt so excited and without a word rushed outside.
