”The three of them did a pretty creditable job on the wenches considering that the oldest was a quarter of a century young than her bloke. Though al...l of the girls had the sense to do as much of the work as possible saving the ego’s of the man whose minds were willing even if the bodies were questionably not.The two girls certainly tired him out but Alf survived ‘the ordeal’. The girls found he was a surprisingly considerate and capable lover. As he explained money only gets you so far if you. ‘I am going to order another coffee, I’ll get you one too while I am there if you like?’ I said getting up and still looking at the table. The shiny hardwood floor pops beneath my feet as I step into a short cue. Looking out the window I see Nicky in her world sitting in the sunshine. She is small and pale through the window almost elfin but for her pinkness. A short elderly, grumpy looking Italian man gets me a cup of coffee and some iced Chai. I realise at some level her choice of beverage. Next, I grabbed the clamps I’d brought along. This part I knew would suck, since I had planned to clamp more than just my nipples. I reached down into my pantyhose and carefully slipped the clamps down. I held the one open, grabbed one of my lips and put the clamp on it. I almost screamed, and quickly went to the second clamp. I quickly moved to clamp my nipples which at this point were standing at attention from the cool air of the locker room. By comparison to the clamps on my pussy, my. I knotted up the corset strings around my now 20" wasp waist and minced gaily over to the vanity table to apply makeup. I'd seen the girls in school do it. First I spackled on a mask of creamy foundation and then the powder puff all over to dry and matte the finish. I carefully drew a sharp line in crimson around the outside of my ample lips. I filled my sucky lips in with a wet frosty glossy pink lipstick, very thick and shiny. Then I brushed on gobs of gloss. I found some purple glittery.