So sweet and kissable... Now, mascara... Don'tmove... eye-liner... right, perfect! Just look at yourself! Yes, this mirrorisn't lying! This is you! My...cute, sissy Ichigo-chan looks so girly...I almost forgot about your nails! I have perfect, sweet pink polish. Justwait for a minute and don't move your fingers! I said don't move... right,done! They're nice and shiny now!Too bad your hair is so short. But those cute, pink hairpins will make themlook bit more girly. And this Hello Kitty bow will. A mixture of jealousy and excitement washed over me. Remembering everything Mel and Amy taught me, I quickly squashed the jealousy and focused on the excitement. I watched Jeanne. She was brazenly staring at him. The unabashed lust in her eyes inflamed my excitement. I whispered, "He's very handsome." At the same time, realizing that the hem of her short skirt now just barely concealed her bald pussy, I reached over and slipped my hand inside her thigh. Jeanne batted it away. "Keep your hands. He had finally let all the pain and humiliation that had been slowly building within him boil over. He had shouted at her that he wasn't a child anymore. He didn't need her to control his life anymore. He was moving out when he turned 18, two days after he graduated High School. His friend Rob had offered to share an apartment with him near the local university. With the money he got from social security, the grants and loan's he qualified for, and a part time job he could just about swing. She took her finger and gently trailed it down the length of Melanie's cute nose. "Glamour girl..." she whispered.Melanie giggled softly, her breath warm and sweet on Ilsa's face. "Swedish princess..." she murmured, moving forward slightly and kissing the corner of Ilsa's pretty mouth. Ilsa closed her eyes, and shifted her face slightly so that their lips met fully, and she gently enclosed the blonde girl's upper lip between hers, and sucked gently. Melanie moaned gently, feeling Ilsa's nipples.