The girl instructed him to take a nude lipgloss andapply an even layer to his lips. This step was simple, much to Art'srelief. His finished lips shimm...red in the lamp light from the dressingtable as he pursed them into a pout. Not bad. Perseverance.He stood up from the table, satisfied that he had at least completed hismake up. After rummaging around under the bed he found a pair of shoes,summery sandles with large cream straps and a high cork wedge heel. Evento Art's untrained eye he could. ? He yanked her into a seated position? by her hair and let go as soon as I gotbehind her to hold her hands up over her head.?He started to cut and tear her blouse off and cut the material of herbra between her tits.? He shoved the nowuseless undergarment to either side and dug his fingers deeply into hertits.? "Oh yeah," he said,"I think we can fuck these up pretty good."? I couldn't believe how deeply into herbreasts his fingers went.? She was cryingso hard a snot bubble kept popping in and. “We ... did something last night. Something we weren’t supposed to do.”Ted thought he knew where this was going.“Actually,” Paula was telling the grown man now, “we did something we deserve a spanking for.”Last night as he had sent the children out to the treehouse he had mentioned that he needed to express a concern to his friend Cassandra.“Kids,” he had told them, “I need you to leave the room a minute early so I can tell Cassandra something. Now, that means you aren’t in the room while I’m. "What could be more different than posing with a guy and taking photos? Isn't that what models do?" It's not so much as the shoot itself, but the model you will be working with." Even with her eyes closed, Emily knew her mother had a smile on her face, but why? "Now pout your lips so I can finish with your mouth and make-up."Not that I need it. Emily sighed silently but it was what you did for any photoshoot. You had to suck it up and take the process of being gorgeous for the camera. Not that.