Kill it yet." My sister asks as she walks into the garage, seeing me kick the hell out of the punching bag. "Ready for a break?" My sister and I are t...he same age. My father was a marine and left my mother to go on assignment in Thailand. They were not married and her parents had always objected to her dating a marine. Since he would be gone at least a year, my father figured a break up would be the easiest way. He thought it was over between him and my mother and quickly began a second. Franzi ran a finger up and down the well outlined slit and felt Kati shudder.She pressed her finger harder as she rubbed up towards Kati's clit. Feeling the nub, she moved a second finger along the slit. Kati's legs parted even further, feeling lightheaded from the direct stimulation to her clit.Her hips arched back, encouraging Franzi to explore further.Franzi's thumb traced the edge of Kati's suit. Finding the seam of the suit, Franzi worked her thumb under the material, hooking it and. Relax. Now, you want full coverage, but not too thickor you'll look like a painted lady. And always use a brush. Somewomen use a finger, but a brush is much better."After a minute she said, "There. Take a look."She held up a mirror. She had blended the foundation expertly. Icouldn't even see where the make-up started."Now, then. Let's try a little blush. Not that you need much colourin those cheeks," she smiled. The brush almost tickled me, her touchso soft. Almost personal. "Just highlight. I told the AI to stop concubines calling any sponsors that had registered complaints.I asked that the AI review the complaints that demanded the concubine be punished and to close all cases where there was no demand for punishment and the concubine was not verbally rude.The AI said that out of the thirty-two complains there were twenty-eight cases where punishment was demanded or the concubine was rude. I told the AI that I thought that was a lot of cases. I spent the next thirty minutes.