A higher level of enlightenment.The second thing that tore my world apart was how he looked otherwise.He'd used some sort of gel or mousse or somethin... to style his hair ina kind-of emo/goth chick style, spiked on the top.He had lipstick on. Bright cherry red lipstick, much of it blurredand smeared above, below and around his lips. He'd been doing someserious kissing. But there was still some on him properly, and Iinstantly and irrevocably wanted that too. I wanted to paint my lips,I wanted. The other was Wendy Adams, the nudist who ran the tanning booths. I would bet there would be some great pictures with her. I called all of them to see if they would be interested in a week tropical vacation and modeling for a PR campaign.Ching Lee decided she wanted to come back to be the photographer.Marcy was sending two people, one was Hammond Price to set up the financials, banking and booking and payroll systems. The other - Lexi Morgan - was going to audit the last three years on the. "Then we went downstairs and got in the SUV. I sat between Kirk and Kevin in the back and before we even got out of the garage they had their hands all over me and my top pulled up around my neck.It was unpleasant. But by this time it wasn't as traumatic as this kind of treatment had been yesterday morning. Too much had happened since I woke up and found out I was a sex toy.We drove to the Salvation Army Store on the other side of town. I wasn't even allowed to straighten my clothes out until I. Corey said 'moan bitch, moan like I heard you do the other night'. I stayed silent, as Corey continued to slide his cock back and ram harder into my defenseless bung hole. Corey said again 'moan bitch or I'll ram your ass till you beg me to stop'. I still held my peace as Corey picked up his pace. Corey kept slamming into my butt, his mid section slapping against my buttocks. I gritted my teeth as tight as I could to endure the pain. Corey said 'Oh, you trying to be a tough bitch. Alright,.