Then she sat me down facing me with her make-up kit, gave me another whiff to relax me and started to go to work. She pinned my hair so it was close t... my head and placed a long dark head of wavy hair on my head. When she was finished she handed me a mirror and said "well what do you think?" I was completely shocked at how fucking hot I was, I wanted to fuck me! Wow I answered, thank you Miss Tress! You're welcome Danni, now your first client is going to arrive soon, so listen up. Your clients. With his life he will be once again the figure of a man he wants to be physically.’ Elizabeth stopped short. ‘Elizabeth is saying for some reason I don’t seem to accept my condition. So in the bedroom it’s been nothing. I am embarrassed by the way I look in our bedroom in our bed. I cannot maintain an erection once we get into bed.’ His voice was silent. Their pain was almost palatable with their faces so painfully drawn. Thomas sat there with his head resting upon his hand. I was sitting there. She quickly dropped to her knees and nearly ruined my belt in her attempt to free my aching cock. I decided to take charge of her before she did damaged my uniform, or worse my cock, in her haste to finally satisfying the lust pent up in her. I grabbed her by her hair and forced her to look up at me. She gave me a sad look, but I ignored it and firmly said, "Stop it, you're acting like a bratty little bitch who's so concerned with what she wants she doesn't think of anything else." She frowned. ” “Don’t know?” But I’m getting ahead of myself. I had it all, nearly. I was almost famous, fairly wealthy, more work was being offered and by most standards, I was now a successful actress. I’d done a film in which I had played a rather sinister Russian spy called Anastasia Lenkov and that had been very well received. But, and there’s always a but, I was still miserably single. I’d come home to England, leaving the madhouse that is Hollywood for a while to recharge my batteries and, I hoped,.