Oh, and that hair of yours..."Frankie merely sighed as she continued. "Love what you've done with youreyebrows. But I want to cover them and give yo... nice, high, archedpencil brows." Valerie leaned forward and gave him an air kiss. "You'lllove how they make you look like a sissy." She stopped to turn his headin her hands and then frowned."We need to do something super girly with your eyes. Are there any falseeyelashes in these drawers?" Without waiting for an answer, Valeriebegan sliding. Once there was no one at my house. So, I invited Sneha for lunch at my house as she knew my mom and was a fan of her cooking. She accepted the invitation. By the way, I didn’t inform her that only two of us will be there.Sneha came to my house and rang the bell. I opened the door and she came in. She asked about my mom. I said that she was not at home.Sneha asked me when she will be back. I said, “At night”.We had the whole day to ourselves. I moved closer to her. By now, my best friend must. His son was an idiot and he wondered if it was a gene from his side of the family. Even more aggravating, he had been saddled for over twenty years taking care of his wife’s sister’s kid. Herman shook his head in disgust. Hairy turned 21 years old today and he was every bit the stud his old man was. ‘Freakin’ bastard,’ Herman thought to himself. Herman smiled for the first time that day. ‘At least the kid doesn’t know about the magic,’ Herman thought with menacing glee. ‘That’s one thing I’ll. No one would see them hopefully. My car’s windows were tinted so black they were practically mirrors. I admired myself in them, pleased by the way my tight sexy suit looked painted on my long, athletic body. My tits are like two giant sex-bombs on a slender stick of dynamite, and my ass is an explosion of sexual suggestion. My long black hair trailed to my lower back and tickled the top of my perfect butt. My daughter Lily has nothing on me. I am sure that Bobby likes me more. As I strutted.