Somehow, Joan resented that arrogant occult know-it-all, thinking about her once spirited, fun-loving Scorpio friend sitting cute-ass femme and pretty...beside the great stallion's feet. That most magnificent of forbidden sexual partners with his lean muscular frame and classic 'greek god' aura of magnetic indifference; Somehow Stallion Freddy managed to impel the better looking male tarts into his jaded but lusty world of romantic adventure. Joan felt certain her made-over, femme. She brushed her long red hair out letting it fall in waves over her shoulders. She touched up her makeup and glossed her lips. Melody looked critically at herself in the mirror and then laughed out loud. All this trouble for a lousy glass of wine. The door bell rang twenty minutes later. True to his word, he had showered and changed. If he looked good before in his work clothes he now looked amazing in a pair of jeans and dress shirt. Melody swallowed her mouth suddenly dry. She caught his. She whimpered at its loss. I reached down between them and grasped Frank’s trembling prick in my hand. I knelt up and with my free hand splayed Gillian’s cunt lips. I took the opportunity to wank on his splendid cock before inserting it in my wife.A mounted camera filmed the entire fucking and our three naked bodies as we writhed about on the bed. Still, I sprang up to fetch the hand-held camcorder and nosed my way in and behind the fuckers. Frank’s nuts swung and slapped against Gillian’s. At all.”“I don’t like you either.”“Bastard.”“Bitch.”I led her to the makeup counter at Macy’s. She glared at me dangerously.“Think of this as disguise work.”For the next hour two women hovered over her and tried out a million combinations of makeup, ending up with a remarkably presentable Nikki who they had taught how to apply their products. She didn’t come out exactly “pretty”, but she managed a sort of smoldering, hungry, sexuality. It would do. The kit cost me $100 out of the grocery money,.