The "girls" at theclub had hired an electrologist to work on themselves and had talked meinto sessions to get rid of my evening shadow. Being na?ve an... a tadsubmissive I had believed their story, but I had to admit that it didmake the day easier and I didn't have to touch up my facial hair everynight. It also seemed to have cleaned up my complexion.Dried off I sat down and began the routine. First pluck the brows intothin arcs. Then do foundation, lashes, color, liner, shadows, rouge andblush,. My clit grows harder, and the throbbing intensifies driving me to the edge of an orgasm. I know that the pleasures I desire are not far away. My musky sensual scent permeates, fills the air, casting a spell on Rachel to reach down and taste my honey pot. Rachel’s firm fingers now slither to my opening, her fingers now once again tease me as they circle around my pulsating clit. Rachel can surely see my wetness glistening in the light, her fingers now skimming my pulsating clit. My body shudders. Mark immediately saw that I was notmy usual self, and pulled me on one side. "Make sure you stay after theothers have gone. I will give you a lift home and cheer you up."The evening dragged as we spent time playing games that I found boring.Normally games like killer ball made me jump for joy, because of myaggressiveness, but not tonight.I offered to help clean up, which nobody objected to, preferring tomake a quick getaway. It was soon done. "I'll lock up you get in thecar."We drove off, but. Billy held Colleen’s ass as they continued walking down the very long hall. As they stopped to see if I was following them, Colleen at last broke free from him. Billy held Colleens waist and guided us into the Kitchen where all the booze and food was. His hand returned to her ass as he led the way. Colleen swayed her hips with every tantalising step, never brushing Billy’s hand away and as they turned the corner it looked to me as the she was sticking her ass out, encouraging him to feel her.