I nodded and walked towards the bathroom.My appearance in the mirror stunned me.Not only was my face and hair covered in blood, but my eyes were dark....lmost black.Like Liz’s when I’d met her at the concert.I splashed water on my face in an attempt to scrub the blood off. The water in the sink was almost as red as the blood that covered my hand.I scrubbed my knuckles and face until I almost looked normal. I slicked my hair back, sucked in a deep breath, and exited the bathroom.“Shirts are over. She got that from her mother as well. It's the, "Do not piss me off because you won't like it later" look. But I ignore it and proceed, "Your hair!" You have tons of headband, riboons, hair grips, and clips. I know because I've spent tons of money on that junk at your every whim. So get yourself together and pull your hair back in one of those, get dressed, and get yourself downstairs for breakfast within the next fifteen minutes or there will be consequences! I have way too much to do today. This time he was feeling her body under his hands as he continued to kiss her. She played with the hair on his chest as his hands moved over her breasts, teasing her nipples, then his hand moved over her stomach, and between her legs, spreading them apart as he did so. He reached her, and used his fingers to spread apart her full lips, feeling her warmth and growing wetness as he did this. The longer they kissed and the more he touched her, the wetter she became, moaning softly as he began to. I looked through some of the examples on the website and it became obvious that what made them interesting was the fact that you could clearly make out the girls nipples through the material and the way they cast their own shadows seemed to accentuate them. I went back to my position by the window and teased my nipples until they were quite hard but the bra I was wearing was concealing a lot. I removed the bra and sat back in front of the window. I began thinking about Ben stroking his cock.