Cate was busily staring into the vanity mirror as she tried to put onsome makeup. "Oh?" she asked simply. Seconds later, a muffledcurse escaped her li...s as Maggie had to stop for a red light. Catepicked up a tissue and dabbed the smeared lipstick off her face."Can you try to drive a little steadier?" she asked in a thoroughlyexasperated tone. "I'm trying to put on my makeup."Maggie glared at Cate, then her features changed to reflect herconfusion. "Makeup?"Cate resumed her task. "Yup," she. His slicked back black hair, thin bloodless lips and pale skin might even have been acceptable, except for the effect of his piercing, virtually black eyes, with their hooded eyelids. The overall impression was of maliciousness. Tasha became even more uneasy when she realized that he sat at the table that was reserved for high party members or for, most notably, people affiliated with the secret police. Stefan didnt rise as Tasha neared the table. In fact, he didnt even acknowledge her until. ‘Hey, buster,’ she responded, squeezing her knees either side of his thighs to keep him in the position she wanted. ‘Let me see. You’ll be wining and dining, and hobnobbing with the next Prime Minister of England, while I’m putting the ‘girls’ through their paces at the aerobics class? Doesn’t seem fair?’ Thomas grunted as she rubbed her toned ass back along the length of his cock. Everything about the aerobics instructor’s body was hard and fit. ‘You…’ he began, stopping himself as another. I looked left and right. Was I dreaming? She toe-tapped my ankle and stepped between my parted legs.“I promise you I am worth the time,” she suggestively remarked.I half expected some guy to pop around the corner and ask me what the hell we were doing. Her knees were now pressing against my crotch, as she reached forward and placed her hands on to my shoulders, looking down at me.“Please tell me you think I’m sexy,” she opined.“Duh, yeah,” I sarcastically replied.She bent down and grabbed my.