In the fourth bag was a womans wig and a collection of makeup and a tube of lip gloss. i looked at Marcus and laughed a little bit saying i had no ide... what to do with makeup. he smiled and said we would get to that but first he wanted me to go in to the bathroom with the body suit and heels and wig and lip gloss and come out for him. i closed the door behind me and took my shirt off examining my body in the mirror, my skin soft and hairless, y eyebrows shaped, my tan now setting in to a nice. I wanted to write down the spells for fighting demons I now suddenly knew, before they drifted out of my head or back into my subconscious.I stretched and put down my pen. I never did get used to writing quills, so I kept a supply of pens handy. Those had a habit of disappearing too, for some reason. I chuckled as I remembered finding a stash in Mirwanna's apartment, a couple weeks ago, along with a few of my candy bars.I am not sure when I first noticed it, but there was a drifting little. It was her birthday, and I'd take her out on a date and make it the best date I possibly could. If it meant anything more to her, well, we would find out.I looked down at Megan's legs, sticking out from the bottom of the skirt. She was a bit paler than me, with light freckles. Her left knee had a bright red bruise, I guess from soccer practice. She was young, just fifteen, but I couldn't help thinking the black satin fabric laying across her thighs was very sexy.She noticed me looking. "Watch. He was wearing a tight black shirt that showed off arms roughly the size of telephone poles, or at least that’s how it seemed to Taylor.“Hey, I’m looking for a guy named Nick. I was told he might be here.”“We’re closed,” the guy said and started to close the door.Taylor stuck his foot in the jamb, preventing the door from shutting all the way.“Brother, you better be prepared to live without that,” he said looking at the offending appendage.Taylor did a once over and quickly concluded showing a.