. So needless to say my dress up days ended around the time of age 10. I only got away with it for that long by pretending I really wasn't having a go...od time and my cousins thinking they were getting over on me. Little do they know how much I cherish those times in my life?My dressing and makeup parties were then resigned to raiding my mother's closets when they would be out for extended periods of time. I would sneak into her closet and raid her lipsticks and nail polishes for a brief thrill.. Her eyes were big and brown accompanied by a button nose and full perky lips. She had her navel pierced, perfectly manicured nails and pedicured toes. Makaela's teeth were glistening white, and her smile was intoxicating. At 22, now in nursing school she was still spanked by her mother. Today Makaela had been punished like girls used to be in her grandmother’s time. With the horribly wicked switch. Miss Linelle had only once been disciplined by her mother with a switch, it was terribly painful.. I can’t tell you how she does it, but the final plans she created were scanned and validated. If you didn’t notice, all the wiring is one gauge higher than code requires.”“Miss? Cost aside, why would you specify a higher gauge?” an electrical engineer asked Molly.She smiled and then said, “Heat displacement due to overloading.”Molly then pointed out that she doubled the usual number of outlets in each room to reduce the risk of further overloading. All bedroom outlets were even connected to. She took a bottle from the shelf. Took some liquid from it on cotton and applied it on her bush, while keeping one leg on the commode seat. Her cunt was partially hidden from me due to her bush. Her bush was thicker and dense than my elder sister’s. She then applied that lotion on her complete bush slowly. She left it like that only for some time. She then again went to the shelf. Took out one more bottles. This bottle I knew, it was body oil. She took some oil and applied on her breasts and.