Once we get to the bar, we ordered some drinks and started to play. I remember that the name of my cocktail was "dons special daiquiri" and let me tel... you one thing gentleman, it was really phenomenal. If you have the opportunity, you should really try it.Anyway, as we played round after round and drank cocktails after cocktails, the alcohol started to work slowly, but surly.I noticed that Olivia got a little bit tipsy. Seeing her in this state, and knowing what I was planning to do next, made. My fingers left her arms and moved to her neck and then her chest, now barely skimming her flesh.Sheila moaned happily.A moment later I used my handkerchief to blindfold her. Sheila accepted this without protest.Sheila's breathing rate doubled. But she never questioned my actions.I dipped my fingertips into the cool water of the pool and then lightly caressed each breast, repeatedly cooling the fingertips to retain the initial effect.Each nipple, hard before were now like rocks--large pebbles. She saw me standing there in the dress."Okay, good. Now you need to do your makeup. We'll keep it simple and I'llhelp you with it."Before she finished her statement, I was already pulling her makeup from thebathroom drawer. I began applying blush and mascara as though I'd been doingit for years. I even added some very pink lip gloss. Again, I could notquite explain why I did it, and I wasn't sure how I knew what to do. I justdid. Claire stood behind me watching with her mouth open in. "Err no Ivy," Charles responded in a blurry tone."That you should never ever try lying to a gypsy. Do you know why?" Ivy being playful with Charles."No I don't know why!!" Charles stammered, like some kind of fool."Because we can sniff a liar from a mile away," Ivy pretending to sound sarcastic.Ivy then made a face that made her eyes grow wide and menacing. Charles wasn't sure if she was just having fun with him or trying to scare him for real.She really is a gypsy. She admitted it, Charles.