After moving to Mandeville with Steven, she, like many of her neighbors, had pulled out the storage cases of gold, purple, and green knick knacks, fla...s, and beads, decorating her home on the inside, with a few flourishes outside. The addition of colored translucent plastic sheets in her patio lights put them one ahead of the neighbors. But that wasn't really what it was all about. Decorating was a relatively quiet acknowledgement of the traditions of the area, including the wild things that. You’re silent as you pump your frothy seed into the darkest depths of me and I moan because your gift is gratefully received. I feel full of you long after you’ve with withdrawn and it’s a feeling that I wish could last forever. “What are you thinking?” you ask me and though it’s a clichéd question you actually mean it. “I’m thinking that that was very fucking nice” I respond because you want to hear that more than you want to hear the truth, I decide. You smile and we lay together watching yet. Butplenty of pink and grey eyeshadow later, right up to the higher brow linewith thick lines around my eyes my hooker face was taking shape. Thefalse eyelashes were as big as Dolly's. She applied many layers ofmascara that the lids felt heavy.Lots of rouge of course. It wasn't discreet, applied in a wide band up mycheekbones. The black pencil outlined my mouth in an exaggerated bow andthen fire engine red lipstick. I think she applied about 4 layers. Thenanother 4 layers of a thick gloss. My. Surprised, Josh nodded before he could think of an excuse why not. Sean always sat around the middle of the bus, on the other side. He was well known for his habits and superstitions and Josh wondered if he’d been hit in the head as he made himself comfortable next to him. ‘I think you’re freaking out over something relatively minor,’ Sean said, jumping right into it as though they were already halfway through a conversation. Josh blinked at him a few times, wondering what the hell he was.