Looking up at him wearing that damn smirk I hate, he told me to open it and no matter what I thought once I did, I was to wear it. Slightly confused I...stripped the present of the ribbon, paper and just as I open the box a glint of silver catches my view, my eyes roaming the rest of the object, covered in hot pink silicone. A gasp escapes from my perfectly glossed and parted lips, my fingers run over the smooth surface, plucking the bullet vibe from its velvet case. He grabs the remote, subtly. Or did that. You'd ask and I'd tellyou."I sighed, slumping in my seat. "That might be great. If I was anothergirl who simply wanted to pretend to be Charlie. I don't even know whatto ask you."For a moment, we did nothing but stare at each other. Then, like aflash of inspiration, I hit upon a possible solution."Katie?" Yeah?" Let's pretend that one of your guy friends got, I don't know, zappedby a ray that turned him into a girl. And he came to you to ask you howto blend in so that people would. "I've got my eyes closed."When we finally stopped laughing, I said quietly. "They'll be open soon Mickey, trust me they will." I wish they'd open now so I can see what you're doing Dave." You're not meant to be enjoying it Mickey." I'm not." Your pussy says you are, it's wet." I didn't dry it after the bath." Okay."I began the actual shaving and she bit her lower lip as I stroked the razor over her outer labia.She lost the thread of the song she'd been humming as I did her inner thighs and she. “You painted this?” I said still holding her hand in a leftover handshake. “That’s it, isn’t it? They just had sex in the restroom,” looking into her eyes as she began to smile. She stood up then, taking me by the hand and leading me out of the exhibit. I stumbled turning to pick up my backpack as she hurriedly pulled me from the bench. We quickly walked though the doorway. Quickly, we marched down toward the front of the museum and then down a narrow hallway, into another doorway. It was the.