Once in a while my GF would sneak a peek at him and this would drive her over the edge again because he was so hung.Once in a while she would ask me t... finger her and I would, then after a couple of minutes I would bring my fingers to my face for a sniff and I'd lick my fingers and look at him and this would also drive the guy crazy. After an hour or two of this torture he had gradually moved closer and being unprotected from the sun we finally invited him to the door and offered him something. She had even worn earrings and a pearl necklace. I noticedshe had set out a black lingerie set, a mid length dress, dark stockingsand black heels. This dressing was more involved and she directed me tosit and started a base foundation and then prepared my face and appliedmakeup. Touching my lips with a deep red stain, not a wax lipstick, Iwondered but didn't comment.Rachel's talk had kept me focused on the possible alternatives she'dsuggested. Could I truly leave this place? Did I feel a need. Lunby chuckled, giving her son a little verbal dig.“Yes, thanks, Mom,” Jon said as he raised his cup towards his grinning mom and dad.“Hey! Hey, look who the cat dragged in?” Reverend Lunby called out as Sammy Labatt walked through the side entrance.“Well, good morning!” Sammy cheerfully exclaimed when she saw the Lunbys sitting with Lynette and me.“How the face?” Jon asked when Sammy stopped at our tables.“Not near as sore as it was on Saturday,” Sammy replied.“It’s not near as colorful as it. “Be an angel.”I suppressed my rage, grabbed my lantern, and walked off into the crowd.- - - -As I stomped through the crowds of people, I saw a young woman walk with a stroller. She was engrossed in conversation with what looked like her husband. The boy in the chair was probably around two years old. He was holding a brightly colored woolen doll - a decidedly female looking doll. As the family passed me, I smiled and waved at the child. He laughed and flapped his hand back at me excitedly.He.