It's not through choice. If I want to cover up the colours I have to use even stronger ones, especially for my lips. On the rest of my face I can use ... ton of foundation, but that just looks tarty in itself.In the uniform I just looked like Barbie. I had mirrors now, though my room was otherwise almost identical to my old one. The Mistress's place was different. It was not far from a town, and there were always people there. Most were men. Some appeared to be living there. Her maid was a man. “I still wake up expecting him to be on the other side of the bed. But I have to stay strong for Beverly.”“Beverly,” he said, noticing the young girl hiding in her mother’s shadow. Since it was accompanying booty jeans shorts, it was hard to guess whether her black metal-band t-shirt was her attempt at wearing something somber for the occasion or simply a coincidence. “Last time I saw you, you were this high.” Harold ruffled her hair then used the same hand to put weight on her head, pushing. Looking at Lucy I wondered if she knew what was going on, my little sister had always been a bit naive about people, especially Gordon who had charmed her into the wedding bed long before the wedding. None of the family had approved of Gordon, but after five years of marriage I had to admit he had stayed with Lucy though I had no doubt he'd had a number of flings in that time, Claire being the latest of them, or so I guessed, the fact was I had no proof, just a gut feeling. Lucy was smiling at. “Would you like to fuck me again?” Sarah whispers loud enough for me to hear,“If you can bring a friend, then we will party”. Paul kisses her and walks out of sight.Party over I guess as everyone starts getting dressed, I scoot quietly back to the room.A full five minutes later a hear someone on the stairs “Rick you awake sweetie?” the voice soft probing not sure maybe even a slight tremorI give my standard snort and snore and roll away from the door.I squint my eyes to watch her in the.