That way, I could see an attacker coming.I had no interest in brothels tonight, so I waited until I came to a gambling establishment before I entered ...a building. This was as loud and chaotic a place as one could find. The floor was covered with tables. Poker was being played at all of the tables near the center of the room, and there were faro tables lining two of the walls. There were benches lining the wall to each side of the door, and there perched the whores who worked in this building.. I am sure I was just imagining it, but my complexion seemed clearer. My skin also seemed a bit smoother and darker. Figuring that it was just the lighting, I shrugged my shoulders, took the Tums, and headed downstairs. Carrie was reading a book. I looked at it and smiled."I didn't know you were into that stuff." I said.Carrie looked up and giggled. "Well, I'm just curious."I shrugged and headed to the television set. For some reason, I lingered on the Spanish station for a while. Carrie then. I was amazed that clever makeup could so totally change the apparent shape of my face. Seeing the silver hoop earrings only increased the unreality of the situation for me as I sat there staring at what my twin sister would probably have looked like if I'd had one.I was feeling slightly detached from reality as I watched Jackie getting her facial and makeover. I stole a few glances at myself in the mirror but was busy seeing what it looked like as someone else got made up. It was actually quite. She groaned deeply as these sensations drove her over the edge of her own orgasm. This was the perfect culmination, she thought, sparkling stars firing off in her head with the exhilaration of racing over this peak. She pulled her mouth off the softening meat in front of her, wiping a trace of leakage from her bottom lip. She looked down at the man who had penetrated her with such skill and proficiency. “That was a great fuck,” she told him. “I hope you have more.” He grinned and put his finger.