She also put what she called a glossy covering to highlight my lips.I giggled saying, "Are my nails the same color as my lipstick? Is thatok?"Penelope... of course it's ok. You look fashionable, so sweet. You willget use to all these girly "things," we have so much to teach my newsister."Looking in the mirror, I thought this was too much. Mary knew I wasnervous saying, "Don't worry you will get use to lipstick. It took metime too, but this makes your whole look. You look so so pretty. It’s because I don’t get surprised anymore.I haven’t been surprised by anything for fourteen months. That’s when I became omniscient. I know things. Just about everything there is to know. I already had a photographic memory, but an experiment from a few hundred thousand years in the future attempted to send information into the past. It didn’t work as expected, and now I can remember the future too.You’re probably thinking that remembering the future doesn’t sound like omniscience, which is. I'm sorry about the racial stereotype but I was sure that it was the black teenager getting ready to fuck my depths. If it were not that I had just been fucked and was filled with my cum and the cum from the first cock I was sure that this new giant would have ripped me till I was bleeding. Even at that, when he shoved forward there was pain. On the second shove he hit bottom and pushed me forward causing my head to hit the side of the elevator. I put my hands on the side to brace myself. ” And with that she started to cry.“It’s ok, don’t cry. I completely understand. Shh shh, calm down and I’ll go get her.”But that wasn’t necessary, Elizabeth thought she had heard the bell and waited to see if it rang again but when she heard crying, she knew. She was standing in the doorway when he had said not to cry. She knew it was a private moment and she didn’t want to interrupt.“Mom,” Jamie said stepping away from Victoria. “I am so glad you are here. Victoria needs help and it really.