My girlish hairdo needed just a brush, and i wasready.At breakfast Mummy said, "You are such a pretty girl. But makeup is askill you don't have. Never...ind, we can get you some more perminant makuptoday after school."I said, "I'm a b b b Girl. I'm a pretty girl, and girls wear makeup allthe time." I was repeating the hypnosis chant from last night.Mum said, "Yes, eyeshadow foundation light blush, lip liner andlipstick." Can't wait," my sister squeeled, with joy!More dressmaking, and secretarial. Aur vo mere ko gate tak chodne aai aur aakha mar k chali gai. Fir mai apne room aagya pr kise b kaam me man nhi lag raha tha mai sochna laga kase moka milega mere ko uske sth krne k.. Aase hi din nikal gya aur raat ko neend nhi aa rahi this achanak se what’s app me msg aaya “hi new frnd” to mai bola “kon” to unse bola bhul gye ? Mai “nhi bus yaad nhi aa raha” vo “mai apki ki student” mai “oh tmho itni raat me msg” vo ” bus neend nhi aa rahi thi” mai ” to bf se nyt sexy chat kr lo” vo ” are. ’ With that, he placed a soft kiss upon my lips. Wearing a sweet smile, he pulled away and stepped out of the stall. ‘I believe that you and I have an errand to run this morn, shall we attend to it?’ Slipping my hand into his, Aidan led me down the corridor to a stall that held a percheron of unknown years. His coat was faded from long hours working in the sun, but his eyes were bright with affection. He wickered softlywhen he saw Aidan approach. With deft hands and a mischievious smile,. I turned and looked in the mirror, and it was a woman. Her man starting to make love to her. Slowly, intently, smoothly. I began to giggle at the sight. Her pert breasts jiggling with each thrust of his love muscle. It was like watching a movie. A movie that I was staring in. I felt each movement and yet watched it intently in the mirror.I watched as his left hand ran from my hip along my side and began to caress the girl's breast, MY breast. I knew that this would not last long. The.