Butnow I am a woman and the phrase is completely natural. I am having funnow. A woman has fun with her makeup. Why else would she wear it? To wearmake...p is to be a woman. And to wear makeup is to have fun.My makeup today was to be different from anything else I had wornpreviously. This makeup is not to be what Mother wants me to wear or whatmother wants to humiliate me with. This is not the makeup of a slut or ofa teenybopper. This is the makeup I feel I should wear. I am going toshow Mother. Forgot to pay attention, typical Evan. You run to catch up.“Hey,” you call out, “hold up!”She stops, waiting for you.“Hey, old man,” she says, “I thought it was you checking me out in there.”“I-I was n-not,” you stammer.“Bullshit,” she says, “I may be young, but I can tell when a man is all hot and bothered.”“Kalli,” you begin, “I’m sorry.”“I’m not,” she says, playing with your necktie, “I always thought you were hot. I’m flattered. I didn’t think you’d noticed me.”“You were a kid.”Kalli leans. She had still not gotten over her disappointment at having to watch her friend being fucked while she could only look on in frustration. She knew that if something didn't happen to her hungry pussy soon she might just tell all of them to go to hell! It wasn't fair to expect her to just sit idly by while Lucy got all the pleasure. She, Sandy, was supposed to be the star of the movie!Sandy's thoughts were interrupted as Ed came out of the bedroom, dressed only in his shorts. He smiled at the. I wanted that big pleasurable magic wand of his all to myself. Although...if that mythical third person had turned out to be a top, like Frank, and no matter who went first with me, I would have been able to experience the rare pleasure and privilege of bottoming for two men in a single afternoon. Did Frank want to watch? Was that it? Or have all three of us in bed, naked, at the same time? A sexual free-for-all? I don’t know, for sure, what his idea was. I never asked.I can’t quite remember.