First came all the appropriate undergarments; a waistcincher, breast forms and bra, hip and ass padding and pantyhose. I wasthen seated at the make- u...p station where Amanda expertly did my face.She started by concealing my beard, contouring me facial features and anon-surgical face lift. She then did my eyes which included falseeyelashes. My lips were last. She then brought out a long wavy auburnwig and proceeded to affix it to my head.Amanda then showed me the results! I was amazed! Not a. ..look, I--I gotta go home." I blocked her way. "Stacey, com'on, we're supposed to be best friends!Ever since fifth grade! You can tell me." "I can't tell you--this," she said a whispery way that really slipped out. "Why not?" "Vincent, let me out." "Not till you tell me." "There's--nothing to tell!" "Yes there is, you're just holding it back!" "No I'm not." "What is it, Stacey? You already got one from another guy??" I blurted,my greatest fear meaning to. ”Our twin link was tuned just right so I finished the sentence for her “…...but still you want me to cum in you, not your mouth.”She held up her fingers sticky with my discharge. I laughed, pushed her off then got up then gave her some tissues to clean her hand. She threw the wadded tissues to the floor then launched at me, wrapping me up in her arms as we fell back to the bed. “Yes!”“Yes what?”“Yes, I want you in me, you can screw me until I’m bowlegged and cum in me or on me, doesn’t. At least one of the women in this house could get some action tonight... I got back in bed and settled in to watch an episode or two of House of Cards. I looked over at Craig and considered trying to wake him up but realized it would be a lost cause. Once he was asleep, he was out cold and it’s not like some half-awake thrusting from him would get me off. Maybe tomorrow! About 20 minutes into the episode, I heard footsteps running up the stairs again. This time I noticed those footsteps did.