When she left, I uncuffed Emerson and placed him on a chair next to adesk. I searched through the bag, for the make-up that we brought withus. This wo...uld be fun.After applying purple eyeshadow, mascara, foundation, blush, andlipstick, whose color was "Fuck-me Red", I started on his nails, figuringthat I could get his hair after we dress him. I manicured him, pedicuredhim, added some fake nails that added an inch to each of his fingers, andpainted both fingers and toes the same color as his. That and tying the publication of voting records to the CFR bill makes it a hell of a lot easier for us voters to know who we're really voting for." I won't say I'm not proud of my accomplishments, Dad, but I'm glad it's over and I can wear jeans again for a while." I don't think anyone else could have done it, sweetheart, especially with even the CIA working against the White House." It wasn't the CIA, dad, just the DCIS, and most of your enemies. Thanks, by the way, for defusing that CNOOCO. I paused to see if she was OK. Seeing no signal to stop, I let my hand wander further. As I did so, rubbing gently against flesh, she melted and became limp against me.I teased my way around her clit with as light a touch as is possible inside cramped trousers and underwear. I prised her pussy lips open ever so slightly with my index and ring finger, slipping my middle finger up and along the exposed flesh within. She purred with delight. I felt her get wetter. I could feel my cock getting so. And he’s sleeping just inches from me in this uncomfortable little twin bed. Sure, he probably just wants to get in my pants, the way all of those other guys do, but he’s respectful. Well, enough laying here staring at him for now. That need for water and aspirin, and a new need to go to the bathroom, are taking over, so I roll over, find the floor with my feet and bid a hasty retreat to the bathroom just outside my bedroom door. A quick splash of lukewarm tap water into the glass on the.