When I got home, I spent the night trying to sort the myriad of crazy notions that collided within me. I liked that he had approved of me and I liked ...he “pretty boy” comment but I was uncertain about what it all meant. The next time we talked, he said a phrase that affected me so much that I can still see his face and hear the inflection in his voice. He said, “I like you Brynn. And, I like your very pretty little mouth.” My knees trembled. Those words . . . that phrase--"pretty little. “Anyway, Mom’s heading down to the Analog and is going to order coffee for everyone, so you need to be there in—let’s see—twelve minutes. ‘Bye!” With that she skipped off down the back stairs outside my door and was gone.Makeover? Oh. Yeah. Bring money. Damn.I read somewhere that on average women who have been dumped spend $800 on a makeover. When Hope left me and cleaned out my loft, I spent $12.95 on a case of beer and didn’t change clothes for two weeks. That was the last makeover I’d had.. Angered by this rejection she now turned to plan B where the B stands for blackmail. The plan was as follows- as it was a busy marriage house my parents would be out most of the times and Anita thought of using her daughter Nikita as a pawn to blackmail me.On a particular chosen day when only me and Nikita are left in the house, Nikita would scream for help and I would walk into her room to see what was all the commotion about.At this moment Nikita would be half naked and seeing me in the room. I grabbed him and told him to come on!He was in town for a personal training certification class, and that some of the other trainers were trying to do some modeling, go-go dancing, etc. I told him he ought to meet my neighbor Danny. He is a scout and that he had the build Danny seeks, plus, I get a recruiter fee. He looked interested, “Yeah, I get a piece of fetish gear for every piece of ass I introduce to him” He slid behind me and used his rough worn fingers to find my hole in my jock. He.