Iwas invited to an Avon party. Not knowing what that was, I accepted.I soon found out...it was a setup...I was to be the model! The Avon Ladydemonstra...ed her makeup samples on me...foundations, eye shadow, mascara,blush, lipstick, nail polish, the works! Of course, I was a good sport andput up no resistance. In fact, I enjoyed it. Maybe that's why the girls likedme. When finished, I had the face of a beautiful girl! Then my friendspounced on me and went to work on my hair. It was just long. When the pub closed, no one really wanted to go clubbing, so I decided to go straight home. In the taxi, I spent the whole journey planning how I could tease both boys. As I entered the flat, I could hear the boys making a lot of noise, and the T V was very loud. The first thing that I saw was a black cock, the size of my arm going into a shaved fanny, in Glorious Technicolor on my 30- inch TV! What the Hell do you think that youre doing? Where did you find those? I shouted, as I entered the. "When finally ready with my task I asked Mommy Adriana what I wassupposed to do now."Greta, keep standing in the corner and think about how you canserve Andrea the best way. You have the choice: Either tomorrowmorning you go to work but dressed as a female or quit andpromise to become the best maid Andrea and her lover to be canimagine. You'll tell us your decision when Andrea is ready withher breakfast. Oh, by the way, if you choose to go to workyou'll do so without a wig, otherwise your. "She was getting wound up, over-talking herself in her effort to convince and reassure me all at once. I was still a bit dazed. Em was right; I had never talked about children. The urge to procreate had never been more than a brief pang ... like in Morocco when I saw her with that little boy...Since Em had been sacked by the University, she hadn't been able to find any work that properly utilised her skills, she'd been blacklisted. I was her main employer, but even I had to be careful in case.