You don' know much 'bout makeup, do you?" What do you mean?" I don't want a bitch that's gonna 'barrass me, but you..." I started telling her several ...things she'd done wrong with her makeup, which surprised the heck out of thirty one of me.#29: #15: I gave Savannah a few more makeup pointers, then said, "Your clothes weren't nothin' great neither. In da clubs, most of the bitches is lookin' better than you. What do ya wear when you go clubbin? Because you couldn' wear any of those outfits to a. The laughter of c***dren, the lack of engines screaming through the late streets, quite the relaxing evening. The atmosphere was perfect to enjoy the annual event, it was a tad disheartening that her grandson wanted to accompany another family to partake in the trick or treat festivities. Another night by her lonesome, boredom struck and found herself riffling through the typical draws. Dildos, vibrators, wired beads and other libido induced purchases. Her lustful mood swings have gotten so. ‘Hello, my pet, how are you?’ ‘i’m fine, MsDiana…i’m soooo happy to see you.’ Diana smiled at his excitement. ‘Did you have a good day today, baby?’ He realized that he loved it when she called him her pet…and now she was calling him baby…he knew he belonged to her now. ‘yes MsDiana…at least I think I did but I had a hard time working.’ ‘Why so, my pet?’ ‘uhh i guess because i was soooo hard. :)’ It was always better for her when her pet had a sense of humor. ‘lol, but surely you know now. The touch made my heart quicken a little. Then someone purposely grips my ass, squeezing it. I feel hands sliding up my dress, maybe three or four, caressing my inner thighs. None of the guys make any facial expressions, and with the crowd, it's almost impossible to tell who is touching me. I feel myself getting wet, yet I brush the hands away. I tug at my dress trying to keep from being exposed. I pull hands away from my body. I don't try to turn around, I just keep facing toward the window..