"Let's get her out of the dress," Matt suggested, then told her, "stand up Rula."She stood, waiting while the two men unsealed the fastening strip and...slipped the dress from her, leaving her in just stockings and heels.Matt cleared his throat, while Johnny walked around her murmuring, "Oh wow."A hand caressed her naked behind, while another reached round to rub along her slit. She squirmed gently against the hand."Oh wow, she is even wet, just like a real female," Matt announced, prompting. She moaned and arched her back towards him, wrapping her hands in his hair and pulling him back to her breast to continue sucking. Meanwhile, he gently tweaked the other nipple. He then began kissing his way back to her lips, retracing the route he had just taken. When he was once again kissing her lips, he moved on top of her and pressed his body weight against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and waist, and her legs opened to allow him in. He paused for just a moment as she arched. I breathed asigh of relief.I paid my salon bill and tipped the stylist and the eyebrow waxer. Nextstop was the drug store. False eyelashes and nail polish. Really rednail polish, I seem to recall. OK, that wasn't hard to find. Andalthough Lydia didn't volunteer it, I bought nail polish remover too. Iknew just enough that it didn't come off with soap and water. Falseeyelashes were a little harder to find. There wasn't a huge display likethe nail polish. I had to ask. A young girl looked. That’s what football players do to girls like me,’ Stephanie thought.Mrs. Shapiro stopped and looked back towards the room where Stephanie was waiting. She remembered some stories about Steve always showing up, alone, at school events. The rumor was that he was waiting for some girl to show up.“Do you mean that Stephanie is Steve Sharp’s mystery woman?”“Yes.”“How do you know that?”“He told me.”“You’re not going to partner with her because of Steve.”“That’s right. Albert Camus said, ‘A man.