I had never done that before. Mywife called from the spare room. "Right Missy your time as my Girlybitchstarts now! Sit at the vanity." I went over as...instructed.She started by applying lots of almost white foundation making me looklike a mannequin. Next she drew on eyebrows in the usual "startled"expression and eyeliner around my eyes in black. She put pink eyeshadowon me, rouged my cheeks and finally a cupids bow in bright red lipstick.She then stuck on large eyelashes with super glue!!! She. It looks much like the rising sun casting its first rays across a grassy landscape. The scent of carnal sex still hangs in the air, but it is much heavier than before.The first woman steps through. She is athletically built with long dark brown hair. “Jenny, are you home?”“What the hell is this?” the second woman, as equally built but with shorter brown hair, asks as she steps in close to the other.“Hush, Amanda,” the first admonishes her. “This isn’t normal. Who knows what the fuck is going on. She'd have to change the sheets. A puddle of Ricky's cum had formed under her crotch as she'd lain under him while he'd slept.Burn the old sheet and pad, then put on new ones, she decided. No, maybe she ought to keep them--for sentimental reasons. Ricky had fucked her on them. I'm losing my mind, she told herself. First I fuck my own son, then I want to save the sheet as a keepsake.The problem was not what to do with the sheet, but what to do with Ricky. Now that he'd fucked her, he'd be after. I find a real nice party dress with ¾ lace sleeves, scalloped tiers of lace with beading, you can never go wrong with a little black dress. The shoe site has these cute black pumps with 4” heels and rhinestone criss cross straps. I place my orders, they should be here by Friday. I can’t wait! The week drags by, the only benefit I don’t need to go the office, and this gives me a chance to work on my makeup skills. By Thursday morning I finally get the look I have been looking for. My eyes have a.