He stood and watched her with a camera in his hand and waved towards a dressing table in the corner.He told her to do her make-up but to lay it on rea...ly heavy round the eyes and to use a bright red lipstick as it would look better and far sexier in the photo’s. She did as he asked and saw herself transform in the mirror into a painted lady.He then told her to slick her hair back with the gel and tie it into a pony tail but on the top rather than the back of her head and then handed her two. I hadn't ever seen her before and this was in the day before Facebook, so I was somewhat nervous about what would answer the door. I figured that if the door opened and I was confronted by a horrifyingly hideous creature, I could simply walk away. After all, it wasn't as if I knew her or had to work or go to school with her, so who cared? She wasn't especially attractive, but no dog, either. She was a brunette with slight curls and soft, white skin that had a few freckles, but not enough to. Also, the legal drinking age in Jamaica is 18, so any references to 18 year olds drinking legally in this story are not bullshit. Also I know this first thread is a bit long, but don’t worry, you’ll get to the good stuff soon enough. Hope you enjoy the story :)The heavy bass of the techno music pounds against your eardrums like a sledgehammer to a concrete wall as you move your hips in rhythm with the sexy little blond in front of you. Her cute little ass rubbing against the sizable bulge in. I suddenly yank the vibrator from my pussy and throw it somewhere as I continue to quake and shiver, my breath coming in gasping panting. My fingers smooth down over my clit and pussy lips. They are engorged, swollen and too sensitive to the touch. My hole is dripping and gaping open.I fall back, roll over and pull the top sheet with me to cover into a fetal position. But as my breathing slowly calms and I am sure my heart isn’t stopping and I am squeezed into a protective ball under the cover.