In the same way that somepeople found clowns creepy, Keith found the blonde doll creepy. Noparticular reason for it, it?s just that they were, well, ...lowns.Something to be feared. Something to be revolted by. Something thatfor no good reason creeped you out.?You left something,? if not so disturbed, Keith would have smiled, buttapping finger to cranium, continued, ?in my head.? There was nodiscernable change in the dolls demeanor. Nothing to indicate listeningor comprehension but Keith was. I then use a brush to allow the foundationto lie evenly on my face. I then brush my face with powder so that thefoundation sets. As I look up into the larger mirror to admire myhandiwork, I notice that my face along with my lips have become fullerand more feminine, but again I write this off as my ability to applymakeup. I turn around and go back to my bedside table and begin toexpertly apply the rest of the makeup I find there. As I look to see whateffects this had upon me, I notice more. "I had little body hair and my facial hair was still light and I onlyneeded to shave twice a week. The jeans were indeed rough on my delicateskin and caused a bit of a rash.Candy asked, "Why do you wear pants that irritate your skin, this rashneeds some attention."I told her I thought it was when I sweated when I cycled.Candy took my hand and helped me into the bath. She took a cake of soapand wash mitten and began to wash me. She invited me to lay back andrelax; she was going to wash me. Ive seen you looking at me while I trained with Kiba. I watched your eyes follow every single movement, caught you inhaling my scent after sparring. I know our chemistry is compatible. Marry me Hana. Move in with us. We have plenty of room. More than we could ever use even with a hundred wives! Hana teared up, her eyes glistening with sadness. She wiped her eyes in vain only to have more take their place. But I cant Naruto. I just cant. No matter what I want, I cant marry you. Not now, not.