I started with my eyes, plucking and shaping my browsto give them a feminine shape, using a photo of a model from one of mymagazines as a guide. Next... I colored my eyelids with a pinkishlavender shadow. I grabbed a dark black eye pencil and carefullytraced and darkened around my lids, finishing up with black long-lashmascara to lengthen and thicken my eye lashes. A light, soft powderfor my nose and cheeks came next. I used several brushes to layer onshades of blush and rouge to sculpt my. Her tits sagged, no doubt about it. Her face was a little more lined, too. She had a small chin and a wide nose, and she’d finally got up the nerve to try contact lenses instead of the geeky horn-rim glasses.She considered her long brown hair to be her best feature. Thick and luxurious but usually messy, it cascaded to her shoulders in light ringlets, which were intended to distract from the encroaching gray.Becky looked good for forty-one, she surmised. Especially wearing the dress she’d. Just know that I'm here to have fun. And I want to have fun with you. And quick! Say cheese!"The camera went off again, and Sandy smiled at the playful way that Kelly had changed the subject. Even the touch on the shoulder afterwords didn't seem as aggressive. Perhaps she had finally gotten through to her after all.For the rest of the meal, Sandy found herself beginning to enjoy the attention. It was general, not specific to her, after all, with costumes the focus, and the photos thereof the. My anything.’ ‘I am.’ ‘Say it.’ ‘I’m your slave, your slut, your whore, your animal, your everything.’ ‘Say you’ll do anything for me.’ ‘I’ll do anything for you.’ And I think that at that moment she would have. I think I could have driven her down to the city and she would have gladly been pierced and tattooed. I think I could have taken her to one of the sex clubs to be gang banged or sent her into a lesbian bar to eat everyone in sight. I think I could have brought out a German Shepherd and.