The overlay of gloss made it glisten, drawing even moreattention. And that final bit of shading underneath made my lower lipseem fuller, as if in a p...rpetual pout.OMG. If she had wanted to make me look like a sophisticated slut, ananything-goes party girl, she had succeeded. Combined with the cornrows,those exotic eyes and enlarged-by-illusion mouth made me resemble a whitegirl trying to go Black."Now," Marva said, sending an air kiss in my direction, let's get youdressed for the ball,. She would swing her hips down the isles of chairs. She would stand before me bending and running her slender fingers over her form. I would gaze in awe at how beautiful she was. There in the theater she would she would press her milky while flesh upon my own. Her peach colored nipples would slide over my lips and into my mouth, where I would press her breast firmly to my face, and indulge myself in her body. Sucking her breasts until the nipple would swell and darken in color. Her plump. "Just get your ass out of that warm bed and get dressed. You are going to have to loan me some clothes." Helen said."Well I'm not taking a shower then going out in the cold, so I guess this will just be a continuation of last night," Peter said as he pulled her to him. He kissed her and pulled her hips to him as he stood by the radiator.Peter pulled on clean underwear, but replaced the thermal underwear from the day before. He found a clean set for Helen. There were a little large on her, but. She slowly peeled off her jacket as she hopped up on a stool at the end of the bar. Her friends from work left their table to join her and entered into a competition to buy her first drink. She was the only female in an office full of men that lusted after her during the daytime hours and thought of her when they were with their wives. The bartender laughed and sat a Long Island iced tea down in front of her.The night wore on and unfolded in the typical fashion: flirting, drinking, karaoke,.