The end result was amazing. Even having watched her, he was unsure exactly what she had done, but the makeup transformed her from beautiful to stunnin...g. He would of course have found her beautiful and desirable without the make-up, given half a chance he would have ravished her as she entered the bedroom wearing a towel. His mind wandered to previous occasions on which he had done exactly that, exploring her soft warm body fresh and clean from the bath.He returned to the present as he realised. Her brother Giles had begged her not to come. "The bastard will have you there with no one to help you, Ronnie. God knows what he might try."She smiled when her brother's handsome image came to her mind, remembering how much she had wanted him when they were young, as he grew to manhood before her, and how jealous of his lovers she had been. Grandma had even known that, urging her once to "Bide your time, Cherie. Giles will someday see your value to him." Lately, the temptation to beg him to. "How are you feeling? What are your thoughts about your experiences yesterday?" Well, my bottom is a little sore, but I took a long bath this morning and that has helped. But I am still confused and conflicted, I think." She paused, trying to decide how best to explain her feelings. "All my life, from the time that I was a young girl, I have learned, and thus believed, that sex, for a girl, was just something she had to endure. And that's pretty much how my sex life has been. I can't believe I. I love you both and have confidence that whatever you do, it'll be all right. Now get back to your party, tell Jean I love her and say hello to Margi. And oh yes. Tell Margi not to do anything I wouldn't do... and that leaves her a lot of latitude. Bye." she ended up laughing."Bye, Mom."I turned to leave and Gladys said, "Tell Margi to relax." What?" Just relax, have a good time... that's all."Once again I had the feeling that I wasn't completely in the know about what was going on. Were we.