It was 9:38. He was a bit surprised his mother hadn't already been upstairs to wake him. She had a thing about “burning daylight.” Maybe she was c...tting him some slack since summer was almost over. He had just turned sixteen and was going to be starting his sophomore year at Madison High School. His mom taught upper class English and he knew she was getting ready for the new school year. In fact, she'd mentioned a couple of days earlier that faculty meetings started next week.He pulled on. Now, I'd like tostart with a lip plumper. It will tingle a bit, but your lips will befuller. I like to give it some time to work before putting on lipstick,and I may even use a second coat."After she had applied the lip plumper, she studied his face a littlemore. Then picked up a wig cap off the counter, and said, "This is a wigcap, it will hold your hair, allow me to pin the wig to it, and also usea little tape to give your eyebrows an arch. And, we're going for asophisticated evening look.. They were superb; gorgeously firm, rounded, the skin taut with arousal, capped by hard eager nipples... and so responsive! She moaned and writhed with pleasure as I squeezed them, pressing eagerly against my hands as I pinched the nipples.As my hands moved more and more roughly, I gazed down between the beautiful twin peaks, over her taut stomach to the tight denim clad hips below. She was quickly losing what little restraint she had as her excitement mounted, "Oh, Christ, beautiful!" she. “I understand,” he said at long last. He slowly stood to his feet and hobbled over to me. He extended his wet hand for me to take. “Still though, I want to thank you properly.”“You still don’t get it then,” I stood up but didn’t accept his handshake. I faced him momentarily. “You don’t have to thank me for doing my goddamned job.” And with that I turned to escape this awkward exchange.The world continued to wobble around me but I didn’t let it show. I wouldn’t look weak in front of the boys, so.