After all, she was blind, how can she put on makeup? But this time she had fully made up her face–eye shadow, lipstick, blush, the whole thing. And ...t was flawless too!"Eve, your makeup!" I said, so stunned I couldn't even make logical sentences."Oh no! Did I smudge it? Dammit!" she said, turning her face away."No, no! I mean, how... you look amazing! How did you...?" Oh whew! My girlfriend helped me with my makeup. I wanted to look extra special for you today Sir," she said relieved."Well, you. Not wanting to appear rude, Brand thanked her and said he would be happy to share a cup of wine with her. She pointed to a small pitcher on a small table, please help yourself, she said as she stretched out on the bed, pulling up her leg, her skirt falling back against her thigh, she looked at her ankle.Brand poured two cups of wine, carrying one over to the woman. Thinking he had better drink his wine and be on his way quickly, Brand drank the whole cup almost in one swallow. Setting the cup. Goodthing my belly is fine, but my hips and butt need to lose an inch ortwo. He settled into his seat, glad he was wearing one of his loosergirdles.Bobby lost his undershirt to May. And won April's camisole. As Bobbywas about to deal to Julie he had to adjust his thin shoulder strapthat had moved out of position. Julie gave up her stockings.Bobby was feeling very comfortable with these three. The conversationwas light and friendly, and he had not had this much fun in a longtime. April peeked. All the way down to where the sensation, the aching, changed nature. Not at her waist: lower, the change was lower, near the bottom of her pelvis, maybe lower still. She tried to wiggle, beginning at the shoulders, working down: all seemed in order, except that there were two wide, soft cloth straps holding her in the bed, not completely immobilizing her, but very nearly so. One covered her chest and biceps, the other went across her pelvis just at the top of her hips. The straps, she thought,.