Perfect! I could look like a well-groomed lady the wholeweekend without Melanie once asking any embarrassing questions! Iwas sure that once my face ...as done right I'd never be read, neverbe found out! Aileen seemed to think so too. What a wonderfulweekend I could have! I'd take Thursday off and get prettied upand do Aileen's fashion show and then there'd be days -- a coupleof them anyhow -- for me to wear high fashion outfits downtownsomewhere. To be seen as I'd always wished to be seen!. Marcy got her way. They did fuck until they both passed out. It was ten o'clock when they left the hotel. Marcy was dressed in the dress she had posed in but had left the thong, the garter-belt and stockings behind.It was chilly so she wore the jacket but not for the sake of modesty, for the sake of warmth.Another romantic candle-lit dinner. Another bottle of French wine. Marcy didn't object when she heard Kevin tell the taxi driver to take them to the Reeperbahn. She thought he probably wanted. I drove my pelvis into her bare flesh, humping her thigh with my underwear straining against my stiff cock, making her feel my urgency. And when she moved to rise, I simply peeled her leggings further down her thighs, taking her soaked, silky pink undies with them, keeping her to the couch instead. I grabbed the silvery blue couch covering and threw it onto the carpet, where it lay, all folded to hell. Then I pushed Michelle slightly at the shoulder, sideways, towards the edge of the. First Isee a red flower tattoo on my left shoulder. Than a huge tattoo on mylower back. Whoever created this tattoo was a real artist. Big red flowerson green ornament. There is no way I'm going to be able remove tattoo thatbig. I will have a very feminine tattoo for the rest of my life.When my beloved mother died from cancer three years ago I wasn't crying.There was feeling of emptiness. My girlfriend left me short after sayingthat I'm cold. But I'm not cold, I have feelings, I just suppressed.