Second, I left you some clothes in the bedroom. After you finishshaving, put them on. And third, I want you to experiment with ourmakeup. When it c...mes to makeup, what's ours is yours. You can choosewhatever shades you like, but when we come home I want you wearingblush, mascara, eye liner and lipstick. Do the best you can, I know itwon't be perfect. But I want you to look nice. Because we willprobably be bringing home some company. Make yourself a sandwich, andwe'll see you later. Bye. I didn't care what Iate I just needed to eat. I grabbed a bit of everything and started toeat what I could while I cooked the rest. Hunger is the best sauce theysay. While the meat was cooking I grabbed a beer and chugged it down ina few seconds then grabbed another. Once the meat was done I choweddown.By the time I was done I had eaten through the majority of my food anddrank the last seven beers I had left. I should be stuffed and drunk ashell but for some reason I wasn't either. While I. Like I said, perfect! Chapter 2About three p.m. on a Friday afternoon, I took a long hot bath, shaving off all my body hair (seeing how I was thirteen, I didn't have much at all). After drying off and powdering my self, I sat on mom's bed in front of her vanity and painted my fingernails and toenails a deep, dark red.Then, I got the clothes out. First came the panty girdle, which held everything tucked up inside of me, then my mom's 36 D cup black lacey bra. I next put on my dark, coffee. She placed her hands on either side of his shoulders and braced herself as he began to sink into her welcoming warmth inch by inch. Eyes widened at the feeling of being stretched pleasantly until she could feel his pubic hair scrape her clit. She pulled him down for a kiss and thrust her hips upwards which encouraged him to start rocking back and forth. Her muscles kept pulling him back as he moved deep inside her. She planted her lips on his and pulled him in further as their lips parted and.