“I don’t ... wait, there was this guy, just a few days ago. You were there too. He was at the bar. You interrupted us talking. I remember now. Yes..., that was him. He looked different than the one time...” I said.“Last Saturday?” he said.“Yes, yes,” I said. “So that was the asshole in the flesh.”“Yes, now you say it. I didn’t pay any attention to him when I came in. Didn’t really get a good look at him, But yes, there was a guy you were yakking with,” he said.“Yeah, he noticed my legs, said a. She said nothing.I placed a hand on my hip as if considering something. "I know I had it right here somewhere." I said from off screen. I reached down and gently scratched myself, right above the root of my cock, knowing that she would be watching it; almost touching myself for her.I sat down into my chair and saw the most amazingly confused, aroused, discombobulated look on my mother's face. "I can't find it." I told her. "Let me walk you through it though. " I told her. "Hold your hand and. She was amused and asked me if I wanted to put on makeup.If I was a sissy. I meekly told her I was and asked her to help me learnhow to do my makeup. Over the next few days she trained me step by stephow to apply my makeup. Sometimes when she couldn't come on the chat herfriend Kimmy would help me. Rachel asked me for pics of me with my facemade up but I was too scared. We began to chat through email when weweren't in the chatroom. After about a week of makeup lessons shesuggested that I. And you musthave been helping her .... Wait till I tell ...." Shut up. And stay shut up. You aren't going to tell anyoneanything, ever. Not if you want to avoid a prison sentence, or anyalternative that Grace de Messembry might decide on if she wishesto keep it in-house as it were."David felt her body tense with fury."He tried to spike your drink Sophie. The pink gin he brought you,and then when you didn't seem to react, another. He didn't realiseyou'd switched with Coralie." Anne looked down.