"Pretty? with this?" she asked. There was a scar roughly three inches long and a quarter inch wide from the corner of her eye that stretched to within... a half inch of her mouth. "Everybody thinks I'm ugly and you're the only guy that has talked to me all year!"I ran my finger down the scar before saying "I'm not going to lie and say you wouldn't be even more attractive without it but you're a long way from being ugly. With it, you're pretty. Without it you'd be gorgeous. Either way, you're very. Deborah sat in a chair nearby watching the process with great interest.It would be easy to have his hair coloured straight away to a permanenthoney blonde colour, but she knew that it was too big a step. Eventuallyhe would end up a permanent blonde, and he would have a perm as well,but that was quite a way down the transformation road. For now it wasenough to start to get him used to the surroundings of a ladies hairsalon. It was also important as they would be making changes which wouldbe. They dragged me to the mall and made me buy this outfit. Of course, now Rachel said I wasn't edgy enough, so she put dark eye makeup on me and declared I looked 'Bad Ass!'We got to the venue, and I clicked the intercom, "John, when you open the door for Mrs. Donner, please block her front as she gets out." Yes, sir." Wait," said Rach. "Why does he need to block my front?" Because there will be photographers taking pictures as the VIPs exit their limos, and I don't want anyone getting an upskirt. ’ ‘Would it help if I told you that my nipples are soo stiff and aching to be sucked?’ ‘And that my pussy is dripping wet?’ He gasps, as we have never engaged in phone sex. Who am I? Stiff nipples aching to be sucked? Dripping wet pussy? Who is this woman? What happened to his wife? The seconds crawl by. His voice is raspy – ‘Honey?’ ‘Tell me’ is all he can say. And then. ‘My cock hasn’t been this hard for a while darling, thank you’. I can almost see his cock, and my pussy twitches as I think.