‘Is the job still open?’ When we established that the job in question was the cartoonist/writer job, and not the marshmallow-stacker job, I told h...m that it was indeed still open, and that I would like to see his work, if not him, as soon as possible. He said he had a portfolio with him and wouldn’t mind stepping inside to show me. I agreed that we should go in (mainly because the orange juice reminded me not only that I really had to drain the proverbial lizard but also had to get on the. My fingers found the zipper at the hem of my skirt. It let the tartan cloth, borrowed from a stripper friend of Zoey, to the ground. Clint's eyes flicked down my body. His eyes raked up my body, ending at the purple thong I borrowed from my older sister. I shuddered as I hooked the waistband of the panties with both my thumbs.Shoved them down my thighs.The thong pulled away from my shaved pussy. I shuddered, realizing I was wet. I was showing off my body. It excited me. Even though I was. "I'm fine let's just go."Not thinking, I paid for his ticket, apparently he took offence to this."I'm not poor," he said, "I can afford my own ticket." I didn't think about it, now you can get you a pack of smokes." True, thanks though."We watched the movie and laughed our asses off.In the car, he decided to go to the cliff."I don't want to go home dude, my parents are probally still fighting." Tell them your staying at my house." Really, can I?" Sure, I don't mind."We laid out at the cliff. She giggled at me and beganpulling stuff out of her bag, She pulled out a makeup kit and beganputting makeup on my face which no matter how much I struggled it didn'thelp, after applying some red lipstick she put sparkles all over myface, my hair which was always kept shaved didn't help situations, shepulled out a tube and read it aloud, "Wig adhesive holds for sevendays." Horror had just struck my face, as she poured it all over my headand applied a red wig on my head, my head felt cool and.