Sit down on thebed. "Let me do your makeup today." She took longer than usual, partially because she put my hair in aFrench Braid and combed the front... so I had bangs. But she also seemedto be putting far more make up on than usual. "What happened to less ismore, like you always told me?" I am going for a look here," was all she would say.After she was finished, she handed me my skirt. It was a very shortblack leather skirt. I had to wiggle a bit to get it on. Then Kellyzipped it up. "This is. By this point, her vital functions regarding heart rate andbrain synapse, according to the monitors on the computer, had stabilizedto the point of normalcy. Her skin had flushed to the point that it wasonce again healthy looking and her lips had taken on a more rose-pinkcolor. Her lashes fluttered several times before she was able to openher eyes, revealing them to be a dull blue that seemed to be quicklydarkening to a more sharp, steel gray. After a moment during which I'mguessing she was. Good for you, Tommy. We girls have to go after what wewant."Did Mom just compliment me for being a cocksucker?And for my looks. "You look beautiful too, Tommy. You'll be ashowstopper when you get the hang of doing your own makeup. I can helpyou. I can see your real beauty, even through that big load of sploogeeon your face."I was blushing crimson, but I felt kind of good too. Mom and I hadn'thad a lot of "moments" in recent years and this was a good one.Mom flirted with Mr. Johnson a bit,. . do it ... to each other?”“Hey, what if we were to have a ... sleep over at my house? Mom and Joann go to bed early and we could pitch the tent out near the woods. We would have plenty of privacy and if we could ... you know ... experiment and then if we didn’t like it we are still friends. Right?” The other two were in agreement. They chatted for a little more than all were so relaxed that sleep came on very quickly for each one. They lay on their side, their hand wrapped around their hard.