I think you need a little bit of pink for eyeshadow and maybe a small hint of blush. Definitely need a pop out pink for your lips. Uh huh, uh huh, uh ...uh was all I could say. I trusted Jenna with all my heart. We were best friends since the second grade when I moved to this city. We shared everything. I was sad when she was telling me her choices of where she wanted to go for college but when she chose one close, I was relieved. The best part about this makeover was not that my best friend was. National intelligence supercomputers worked 24-7 to scan for keywords in a massive flood of intercepted data. He was certain that any and all keywords applicable to themselves, the Masi'shen embassy in Geneva, the tribe, the Jacobs, and probably the LDS Church headquarters in Salt Lake City, were already entered into the search system to flag their cell phone, internet, radio or satellite-linked messages. He dare not even suggest the unique email message coding that he and Rhys had used for. "Thank you for dinner, that was wonderful." Hmm? You don't have to go, you know. You could hold me tonight while we sleep." I yawned a little. I really didn't want to get up, and his leg was making a very nice pillow. Of course, having his arm around me while we watched the movie was nice and I hadn't felt that comfortable with someone in a long time."I would love to, but I shouldn't stay any longer. This is our first date."A gentleman? It couldn't be. He must hate me for some reason. Did I. They wouldn't, of course, if they knew me.Take Mrs. Featherstone, for instance. Her meds knock her out. I slip into her unit every night — she's always first. I used to tip-toe around but ever since I broke a glass once and got it cleaned up without her waking, I don't even bother. Her bedroom has one of the security lights outside shining in so I can see just as if it were daylight. She sleeps through me moving the sheet and lifting her nightgown. She wears granny panties, which I find.