Half an hour later I was sitting in front of the mirror that vaguelyfamiliar smooth feeling on my legs as Amy set about my face withcosmetics and brus...es of all sizes. Another half hour and a long darkwig was being pulled over my head and fitted snugly to my scalp. Ilooked in the mirror the pale foundation giving that slightly ghostlylook, vibrant red lipstick coated my lips that gloss Amy had usedshining in the mirror. My eyes, dark pools, created by lots of darkmascara, eyeliner and kohl. ?Almost done.? Jodie?s voice broke the spell of the mirror.?Almost?? I asked with some bit of trepidation.?Yes, you heard me. Almost done.? Jodie replied. ?There is thematter of the bet you made when you booked this appointment andasked about the Brazilian. Remember, April was worried that youwould get an erection and that it could cause problems. You saidthat there was no way you would get hard while we worked andsaid that we were free to do anything else to you if you did.??Well, Miss. He was obviously off his face, singing in a slurred and uneven voice. He staggered across to Phyllis's urinal, pulled his cock out, but then - as Phyllis's pulse was racing - he unaccountably shuffled to another urinal, and pissed in that and on the floor. Some of the piss reached her feet, but that was all she got. How frustrating!Back in the pub, a group of men were talking by the bar. "Back in a minute, guys" one of them said, "I need a slash." He added: "I haven't had one all day. I'm. Each touch as he removes my bra and panties and shoes elevates me closer to being an object of worship. I feel the allure of it, but I pride myself on also being aware of the entrapment it creates. His stare returns to my eyes and he rejoins me. "Your body is exquisite. May I touch?" Not yet." I pull him to me and hug him passionately. I want to show him that even though I am naked and he is clothed, I am not feeling vulnerable. I feel his cock harden against my belly and I am satisfied."Now.