Shaving had been a bad enough experience for him, or at least he thoughtso. Instead of shaving his face, though, it was his legs that he wasconcerned ...ith. He had cut himself a few times and he was nervous, hedidn't want to cut himself any more badly because he knew how much ithurt.Makeup, though, was really daunting. Jacob was still a man, on theinside, and even though he considered himself wearing a disguise wearingmakeup wasn't going to be a part of it. He thought he looked fine withoutit. Can I take you home?" He asked."Well, my car's broken down and I was on my way to my parents' house in Tulane." Leslie replied to him."'I'll contact OnStar in your car and also call a mechanic to get your car fixed." He said.The stranger went into her car and contacted OnStar. After that, he called a mechanic on his cell phone."Where's your car?" Leslie asked."I parked a few miles behind you. We can wait for the mechanic in my car." He said.They walked to his car, a Toyota Matrix, and waited. However, I had little time to concern myself with Helena's dreams, unreasonable or not. There was a knock on the door beside the ramp used to off-load the horses."Dresser for Miss Voutrakis," a voice called."One moment please." There were a few things that I needed to do before handing over Helena to those that would make her ready for the ceremony. The most immediate requirement was to fit her with the harness that carried the plug I knew would ensure her compliance during the wedding itself.. Time to move on. Approaching Jerry’s little group I was staggered to see Michelle down on her knees, still in her skirt and panties however and French kissing an obviously younger girl with rather cute pigtails. A man was positioning himself behind Michelle and as I watched, pulled her skirt up over her hips and then pushed her panties aside and began to finger her deeply while extricating a rather large erection with his now free hand. Jerry, watching proceedings closely, leant over and.