Upon my interest he emailed me the machines image and an instruction package so I could read about it and get advanced knowledge before the set date. ...an was very helpful and efficient in providing answers to questions allowing me to feel completely relaxed and comfortable before the shoot. Within great time we had set a date that I was able to do and he checked with high efficiency on a machines availability and booked me for that machine: making what I thought would be the trickiest. I breathed in her love as we kissed. Lowering my hand to cup her pert bottom cheek. Jennie seemed to pull away from my questing hand and then pressed her buttock to my hand."Tonight I shall sleep in my camisole and pantaloons" she whispered in my ear.My mind whirred thinking of the ties on her camisole holding her bodice shut. One pull and her bare breasts would pop out like a hobgoblin into my hands. I took sister, my arm around her and walked her back to camp. My hand under her arm and inside. She picked out the brightest, shiniestjewelry for him to wear. When she finally said they were done shopping he wasglad. Then she saw a beauty parlor that had a sign in the window that said'Walk-ins Welcome'.She took him in there and had him made up to look like a whore. He had thelongest eyelashes made and his fingernails now extended over a half inch pasthis fingertips and they were painted neon pink. His eyebrows were a very thinarched line now. They painted a dark eye shadow on his eye lids. This story is derived from events in the story in LL #71. The opening paragraph will relate what actually occurred, so that my story will take off from a known point. Once again, I'm begging you as active readers to at least tell me one way or the other if you absolutely hate or have no use for the story, or took a liking to it. BTW, one reader took a liking to last night's story and gave me some really nice comments on how to improve the overall content. There is a real good chance that that.