Small stools also located inside the wardrobewere then taken out and we both sat at our tables with the mirrors.Makeup was a very important in sissyfa...tion here. We started by turningour faces white as snow with layers of foundation. Following that Iapplied 2 circles of peach on each of my cheeks and most embarrassing,black eye liner and pink around the eyes with black drawn on eyebrows.God I looked a picture! Finally I took hot pink lipstick, applied it,and I was done.I have taken this long to. Curvey. Look at those slender arms, that face, theeyebrows I had shaped, that eyeliner, those breasts. I took a deepbreath and made my way to the lingerie area. I quickly eyed the saleswomen and walked up to the older one. "Hi." My pulse quickened even hearing my new voice. Standing there,preparing to ask her to actually measure me. She looked up with a friendly smile. "I've lost my luggage and need to get some new things," I said, not evenknowing where that idea had come from."Oh sure,. Marsha moved until she could lick Andrew's balls and Emily's cunt while they fucked up a storm. ? ? ? ?" Pull him out and suck it while I take a breather." gasped Emily. Marsha could distinctly taste the woman's cunt cream on her husband's cock. She made short work of it and then began giving him an extremely enthusiastic blow job as Emily sat back on her heels and watched Marsha work on her husband's twitching cock. " I do believe he's ready to come, jack him off on my tits, I want him to give. Then that’s when I remembered, things weren’t always this blissful. It started about six years ago. I was starting as a freshman at NYU. I left my home, my family, my friends, and left everything that I knew to come here. I realized at a certain age that even if I didn’t come from a broken home, I felt suffocated in the small town of Cement City, Michigan. Truth was, I loved architect, and I promise you, Cement City was not the place to be for thriving, young architects. So my first day at NYU.