When the lady was done Tina thanked her and then went back to get the"slut colors", as she called them. Bright reds and pinks lipsticks, alsopink, re... and dark brown blushes along with long fake eyelashes and acouple bottles of perfume. Then it was to the accessory store. Thereshe picked out a few types of necklaces, bracelets, rings, and then it onto the worst part the earrings. She couldn't find any clip on ones thatshe liked, so she looked at me and with a big smile she called over oneof. The dim bedside light colored the room like sepia and a single, square window in the far wall was covered by a thin, slate grey roller blind to keep out the glare of a streetlight. The bathroom door was by the foot of the closest bed and opened into a small cubicle wet-room, a little less than half the size of the bedroom. I held up a finger to indicate that I’d not be long and closed myself inside. The shower was little more than a metal nozzle set into the tile wall. The floor sloped slightly. He came into her room and shut the door. Going to her, he pulled the robe apart and let it fall off her shoulders. Again I got to look at the most magnificent breasts I had seen on an older person in a long time. They were so full as they defied gravity. The nipples were hard and very large. Then I watched as Dave, the assistant dean, did a slow strip for the dorm mother. I think her name is Rebecca. He stood back and removed his jacket, his shirt, his pants, his underwear and socks. Oh he did. "I assumed, when I saw you and you mentioned Hastings, that you were one of his security people, but how can you prove it?" How much have you heard about us, Mr. Winchell?" she asked, reaching behind herself to pull down the zip on her wetsuit. "Have you heard of our physical, shall we say, anomalies?" I had heard rumors that you were women, but that you had, um, equipment for a man, too." I replied."That's one way to put it." she smiled. I couldn't get over the beauty of that smile. "Here is.