It had opened up once we were past the Circle Interchange.“How’d it go?” Dave asked when we walked into the attic room.“I’d say really well,...�� Julia said. “Steve agrees. We’re supposed to hear by the end of the week.”Dave smiled, “Mr. Jackson called about an hour ago. He asked that you call him.”Julia went to her desk and dialed the number in Los Angeles, and asked for Ben Jackson. About two minutes later he came on the line. After a bit of small talk, Julia smiled and gave us all a thumbs-up.. Then what about heroine, super girl, no no no spider woman... really hot, or school girl with a tiny skirt, it's amazing all you can find on thecostumeshop my imagination was playing me games, too much choices and I kept looking until...scrolling over i found it, all the pieces came to my mind, the puzzle was completed, it was hot, naughty, colorful, full of many of the things that define us, I thought could suit her pale skin very well, her angel face, her fake innocence and everything made. I sucked her middle finger now, n nibbled her neck as she stood with her eyes closed. I let my other hand feel her back inside her top, tracing her spine up till her bra strap, slowly unhook it n move to feel the sides of the breasts inside the top. Her erect nipples calling out to get caressed and her body shivering with chills. I was mesmerized by her odour and shifted to suck her little finger.The caretaker gave a call for lunch suddenly; and we broke apart, she adjusted her bra and hooked. Fancy-eye and red-lip made me look like a girl.Looking like a boy was alright because I was a handsome boy and girlsclustered around me. Looking like a girl was special.I also learned some things about manicures and hair. I learned to set myown hair and style it various girly ways. I helped give manicures andcame home often with my nails painted red.One day my mother yelled: "Inspection, on the double. Show me yourgirliest hair, face and fingernails. Time oh thirty from now." I jumpedto show.