For almost as long as she had lived here, Desirée had been coming to visit the pretty bleach-blonde thirty-year-old at least twice a week, and ...hey were fast friends. The only thing that Desirée didn't particularly like about the older woman had been her liaison with Clete, for she could never quite get over her aversion to interracial romances. She, Desirée, could never be so involved, and the idea of her friend's doing it put her off. But then Clete and Liz had split up. He smiled shyly at her and nodded his head. She smiled back, suddenly shy herself. Then, the survival leader started talking and their silent communication was halted. She found herself sitting next to him on the bus as Cat sat with her latest conquest. Their thighs and shoulders bumping against each other as the bus rumbled along, she had trouble concentrating. They talked the whole way to the park, discovering that they had a lot in common. He was so easy to talk with and she found herself. "Yourbrows are nice and dark anyway so you won't need a lot of pencil. Uselight, feathery strokes starting from the inside" Lucy looked inamazement as her face gradually transformed into a feminine young girl."I suppose you use mascara?" enquired Caroline. She selected her mascaraand "Now for lipstick" said Caroline. "And not that pillar box red youhad on the other day, far too much for daytime" She looked through thedrawer and found a dark pink. "Ever used a brush for your lipstick?"enquired. "He fumbled with my shirt, finally pulling it up and over my head only to grab my flesh that spilled out. I have full B cups and was glad he obviously liked what he felt. "So perfect" He moaned before bringing my left nipple to his lips and suckling at it. I twirled his pubes around my fingers, getting him more and more excited as he got me hotter toying with my nipples and squeezing my mounds.I stood up and dropped my shorts. I had taken time to shave myself totally bare and could feel the.