Rule #2 was, once he arrived, no touching him until he said so. That was going to be tough. Finally the clock on her nightstand turned to 7:00. She go... out of bed, peeled off her pjs and panties and made her way downstairs to the front door. She unlocked it and turned to go back to bed. Right now though, she could very well sit right down on the stairs and masturbate. God she loved the anticipation. She heard a car door outside so she quickly scooted naked up the stairs. He was sitting in his. She pulled out a small makeup kit from her knapsack."Let's see," she hummed, "a little powder, there. And some lipstick, here let me do it." She held Hugh's face and gently stroked his lips with some light red lipstick. "Not enough so anyone will really notice, but enough to brighten up that pale face a little. How about perfume?"Hugh's eyes went wide. "Ah ... Um..." he sputtered. What he wanted to say was 'NO!', but he couldn't get the words out, wondering what was appropriate."Well, why not?. It was only a few weeks later on a Saturday that my parents had gone out that I happened to venture into the loft, for what I can't recall, but by chance I happened to stumble across my father’s pornos. I wasn’t sure what I'd found at first but carefully turning the pages of that most loved magazine I was captivated by the girls in it. Wet from that quick flick I retired and now sat in a secluded part in the back of the loft -knowing that if anyone came home it would take them a few minutes to. She caught fleeting glimpses of recognizable forms, brief images of familiar people, places and things in her delirium. She started feeling sensations of being pulled somewhere, but with no indication of where she was heading; unable to exert any conscious control over her body, she simply went with the flow.Tonya realized that she could move freely; it confused her, since she didn't remember being released from the test bench, but she couldn't feel anything restraining her movements. She.