Heading downstairs Patricia was delighted to see you."Well don't you look precious," she beamed "but it's missing something"She sat and pondered for a...moment "make up!"Sitting you down in the kitchen she applied some foundation, mascara, eyeshadow and the bright red lipstick. Leaving the kitchen she returned witha wig matching her own red hair. She positioned it on your head andstyled the hair a bit."There we go," she sighed, standing back to view her handiwork. "Wouldyou like to see how you. She answered, “Well?”He asked, “Well what?”“You going to come over here and rip my clothes off?”Cal didn’t know what to do, what to say. He was white as a sheet, His hands were soaking wet and shaking. His dick was as hard as a rock. If he moved he’d probably have a bad discharge right in his pants. He’d had wet dreams, but never when he was awake, and not around a girl, never right in front of a girl!He was kind of scared, “You want me to tear your clothes off?” She was turning red. He could. She's already been cold-shouldered from the five-a-side football leagueshe's played in for the last six years and her Mum still affects amonumental sulk whenever Donna tries to talk to her.Chip's hair has turned cherry cola red, she has a new tattoo scrollingall the way down her right arm and an extra hoop through her lefteyebrow. The weekend before she'd taken Donna to meet her parents forlunch in a pub on the edge of the Pennines - they were travelling fromSouth to North for some reason and. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms ... WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms.