"Hi sis," she called. "Your nails are lovely aren't they? You OK?" Shetried to give him an encouraging smile."They've never been this nice before, I'm... fine thanks," he replied.'And well and truly stuck' he thought.After cleansing and moisturising the makeup artists took over. A basefoundation was applied that gave a flawless appearance and a healthyglow. The colours they used on the eyelids were light pastels that gavea very subtle effect, their lip colours were matched to their nails. So much for losing my girlish figure.***Monday was like every other weekday: up at six thirty, an hour devotedto my hair and makeup, squirming into panties, bra and a slip, tuggingon my pantyhose and trying to decide which skirt and top or dress towear. On that particular day, I selected a knee-length black skirt and awhite mock turtleneck, then padded into the kitchenette in my stockingfeet to pour myself a bowl of cereal. I thought sadly about how I hadpinched my pennies all week to be able. Another guy took his place at the window and was treated to one of her blow jobs. I could not last much longer and shot my huge load into her wet willing pussy. At the same time, the second guy grunted and shot his cum into her mouth.Jaq felt sorry for the two remaining guys who had been waiting there turn. They were then allowed to jerk off over her lovely titties as I watched on. All four guys thanked us and wandered off to their own vehicles. Jaq looked at me with a wicked smile, I knew what. They touched glasses and drank until they were empty and he refilled them, his arm snaking around her shoulders as they drank the next glass.It made her uncomfortable, but not completely, as she felt a tingle start between her legs as they had yet another glass of champagne and his hand now rested on her shoulder and his fingers dangled very close to her hardening nipples. She could feel herself getting very warm as they talked and joked and before the meal even arrived, he had to order another.