"Looking in the mirror, I thought this was too much. Mary knew I wasnervous saying, "Don't worry you will get use to lipstick. It took metime too, but...this makes your whole look. You look so so pretty withlipstick."I knew it is what girls do wear flashy colored lipstick. Just neverthought I would be wearing lipstick.Mary changed the subject to talk about tomorrows shopping trip to themall to the teen store."Penelope, this outfit your Mother bought you today is nice, but we haveto get you. I could feel her tears. "She just takes it. No matter what it does to Marisa; she just takes it."I swore I would not cry for my mother, and it had become much, much easier to hold the tears back."He knows," I said nodding. "He knows I'll kill him if he touches Marisa." Baby, no!" she said, finally finding words. I turned to her and smiled."Don't worry, Rachel. Other kids have it worse, right? At least, she doesn't let him touch me."I wanted to wipe away her tears."She chooses it. I have accept. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes opened wide. She wrapped her hand and arms around my neck and pulled me down and slid her tongue into my mouth. I then felt her soft tiny hand wrap around my throbbing cock. Her fingers didn't reach since I was so thick. I moved my hand as she slowly and gently slid her hand down my cock in a circular motion. As she slid her hand back up, she extended her thumb, and used it to rub around my cock head starting from under the head, then around and over it. "You know, if I wasn't Randal you really would have pissed me off with the flunky comment," he said."Well, if you were a funky, the political business pays way too good for a funky to have been dressed so nice," I explained."Very good, so we have decided that you should run as a republican. We are withdrawing our support of the former chief of police of Dobson. We thought he had the best chance of beating Webster till I talked to you. Let us take over your campaign and I'm pretty sure we can.