The chatter and noise of the hundreds of people in the great room went still. The gardens were empty, vacant. I was disoriented; my head was reeling.T...en, from the other side of the room, came the tapping sound of a single pair of shoes walking in my direction. I turned towards the sound. The room is a long one and all I could see at the other side of the room was a thick fog like unto none that I had ever seen before. Still there came the clacking sound of heels on the floor.Gradually a figure. ..I thought to myself.I took my purchases in hand and headed to Brandy's place, confident andhappy with my decisions.Brandy was all smiles when I arrived and almost as anxious as I was toget started on the makeover process. The funny thing was, I directedher as to the look I wanted. Throughout the entire process, I realizedthat I was fully capable of doing my own makeup. I became socomfortable with her that I told her the entire story of what happenedto me with Ken and how much I wished I would. I never heard the shower turn on or even off as I fell asleep quite easily, worn out by Rachel’s blow job and then sloppy seconds. I was awakened when I felt the bed move and a warm pussy sitting down near my face.I have heard from others how they ate out their wives but Rachel would never let me do it. Now she was kneeling over my mouth holding the thin lips to the side as her juices dripped on me. I heard her gasp when my tongue touched her warm hole for the first time then moved back and. "Chloe, we need to talk. We can't be doing this." No, we don't need to talk, and yes, we are doing this. I know you enjoyed this, and I want to keep making you happy," Chloe said this as she untied each restraint. "Now, I've had my breakfast, so I'll go make yours." My arms and legs were stiff, and I grimaced at my new found freedom. "As soon as you accept your happiness, the better life will be," she added as she walked out of my room and I curled myself into the fetal position.During.