She stared at herself as she counted, satisfied with what she saw.But was Art?Tonight he would be, she grinned salaciously at her mimicking image. Aga...nst her better judgment, she smeared on an extra thick coating of mascara to make her eyes look even bigger, deeper. That turned on Art, she knew. After watching that movie with all the intonated but never consummated sex, all the vibrancy of youthful energy, she wanted to fix herself at her seductive best, hoping that the allurement of her long-. I said “honey this may hurt a little take those two pain killers” I got a little water and gently wiped the scram and finger nail wounds, I could feel her flinch a little, I moved her bra and took it off her altogether, I gently moved her breast and looked under it see if he had done any damage which we could not see, there was a few red marks but nothing else, I then went to her right breast a lot of scram marks where on this one, I gently cleaned them for her and picked her breast up to. It's what most mothers go through. I suppose I did just a little of that with my daughter, when she brought a boy around." So what can I do?" Jessica asked."Get yourself ready and then do whatever you do with John, before you leave for school."Jessica raised an eyebrow and asked, "She'll let me do that?"Snorting, he answered, "Trust me. She wants to make John remember her home cooked meals. She won't know what else is going on. I'm going in to talk with John. When you're ready, come on in.. It was prettyclear. His clothes were manly, both in style and color. Functional forman's work, designed to be easy to wear, and present a rugged image. Myclothes were now all female. Even compared to Marla's area, mine wereextremely feminine. Almost everything I owned were pastel, or brightcolors with interesting details, like lace, ruffles, glitter, or beads.I had only two pairs of pants, a tight pair of jean leggings and whitestretch capris. Both lacked a front fly and pockets, being as.