"Let's see what else they have." she began looking through the rails again. "Oh yes," she said, "these are lovely too!" She held up another pair of tr...users, much the same as the first but this time in a cream colour."You will buy these too Lee, take them." Again I meekly complied and took hold of the trousers.Sue began to look again and found another three pairs, all a similar style but varying in colours, one black, one sky blue and the last one was a dark purple."Off you go Lee, go and pay. She sat at one of the picnic tables with a mixed group of three boys and two girls. Walking towards the group of chattering teens Sam decided on the direct approach.“Hi. I’m Henry,” Sam lied. “Your Colleen Conwright’s daughter right?” The voyeur could hear the blonde and her friends snickering all around him.“Um no.” the smirking blond replied.“Oh really? Then what is your name?” Sam asked.“Carly.”“Carly Conwright?” Sam prompted.“No.”“Then what is your last name?” Sam asked again. The ritual. She squeezes some onto her hand, takes a brush, dips it in and proceeds to make up my face, with careful smooth blended strokes. “Now some powder,” she says taking out a compact and a big powder puff, and powdering over the foundation.Then comes the blusher – two perfectly matching dabs, one on each cheek. Now the eyes – a set of extra-long false eyelashes first, then eyeliner and pink and blue shades of eye shadow, and finally mascara. Lipstick next – five layers of ultra-glossy pink, the same. He couldn’t help himself as she had led him on, had teased him, had seduced him. Kelly imagined every emotion, every sensation and played to the camera. The camera silently observed as her body writhed and twisted on the white quilt. She groaned and whined thrusting her hips up against the hardness. She playfully imagined how coquettish she would be, how she would feign to be scared, how his big cock would make her nervous. And then? Of course her young horny desires would take over, she would.