The lovely chauffer helped her out, smiling knowingly, and Sindee wondered if she watched through a video system, and smiled to the chauffer her most ...atlike smile. "What a wonderful ride," she said, smiling at the lovely blonde with the platinum spiked hair, appreciating her loveliness, and wondering if she'd be sampling those big titties too, noticing the very hard nipples pressing against the fabric and telltale wet spots forming."Miss Lipstick, let me introduce myself. I am Lorraine. I am. Maybe that was it, a once and for all display of what will happen to me if I am naughty. It was working. Eventually it was over. I lay across her lap still crying and couldn’t move. Emma rubbed her hand around my bottom and at least it was soothing. She instructed me to get up and by then I could. When I was standing she ordered “no rubbing Nina, and back facing the wall. Hands on your head. I am going to keep that rule.” I stood facing the wall as instructed, still sobbing, my face. You are too old to be a playboy. Find a nice man, move to Connecticut, get married, and start a family. You can adopt or find a surrogate. There are options. I only want what is best for you.’ Benjamin smirked, ‘That, and grandkids.’ The father and some finished their omelets and moved on the to the pie. Benjamin walked back to his office. Even though it was the weekend, he had to check up on some projects. He paused a bit at the front door to consider the sign he had placed on it over a year. " he cursed. "I'm such a girl."His own joke cheered him up a little, and he put on the overshirt andshoes, completing the disguise.Gathering his composure, Jack opened the makeup kit, and realized he hadno idea how to use it."Errr...Wha?"He saw all kind of odd tools. One he immediately recognized as lipstick,but others like odd brushes and vials he hadn't the slightest clue how touse.'I guess it's best that I don't use it anyway,' thought Jack. A plaingirl would get much less.