Yes,I do my makeup, I have been doing this for years and have learned sometricks. I go by Angela, in fact Angela Chase, after the character in theold ...TV show, "my-so-called life."After looking at me a while, she did offer to work on me a bit. Sheplucked a few eyebrows, re-did my eye makeup, lent me some lip gloss.Lisa said, "Angela, you need more jewelry." She proceeded to lend me someclunky bracelets, a necklace, and 3-4 rings. She also offered me asequined top - silver, similar to the gold. I wanted to talk to my mother about it but I was so embarrassed! Every man that had ever touched me had repulsed me and made me cringe. No response, no heat, no pleasure. Jake just had to stare in my eyes and my panties started to get moist! I didn’t understand what was happening to me. Jake never once let go of my hand. When we slowed in front of a tiny house I looked at him. He just got out and came around to open my door. Holding my hand he walked right in. We wandered all around until we. We walked to her door and went in. I helped her up the stairs to her room. ‘Can you unzip my dress?’ She asked. I did that and she told wait for her she would be right back and she went into the bathroom. She came out almost immediately, buck naked! Now I stood there staring, Lucy is not a hottie, I mean she is five foot four, not fat. nice tits and ass. Dirty blonde hair and little pooch on her tummy. Dark haired bush trimmed to a stripe hiding her slit. I mean I had never paid attention to. And used to stare at all the parts of her body without any fear. She was noticing but never reacted. It continued for a few months. As days passed I became a close friend of her and we exchanged our phone numbers.We both started a regular chat on WhatsApp. I use to send her lots of quite decent naughty jokes. Even she is enjoying that. I came to know this by her replies. Soon we started talking on the phone too. We both became very close.She started sharing all her public and personal matters.