There aren't many women who get this opportunity." He grinned evilly into Ann's face as he slowly drew the drapes apart."Voila," he smiled proudly. "T...here is your lover."Ann's heart suddenly jumped to her throat in spite of the alcohol. In a space about ten feet square and totally covered with mirrors from wall to ceiling sat a strange, menacing machine that caused sudden chills of fear to ripple over her."W--What is it?" she stammered in disbelief."It's a loving machine, my dear," he answered. S*s: shell we go home.Me: way the movie is still 50% done.s*s: I am not comfortable hear. Let’s go home. She left my hand and stud up I was bit confused and also scared whether she came to know I was pressing her boobs and she dint like it. Even I fallowed her and we came out from the movie and she was not talking to me and walking in the mall. I thought she was upset with my act in theater and I thought of talking to her and ask sorry about that.So I asked her for pizza as she likes it a lot.. I got my wish for a couple of hours or so and I was left feeling quite exhausted and a bit sweaty. Looking outside I could see that sun was well on its way down for the day so it was bathroom time then the decision of what to wear for the party. I wanted to look smart, slutty, sophisticated but not formal. I didn’t want my very high libido to be too obvious but at the same time I wanted my tiny tits and slit to be visible.All a sort of contradiction of each other and I guess that it comes down. The gorgeous violet-purple color that I loved so much. After my nails were all done I looked at them; they were at least one and a half inches long! But were they ever beautiful! She then repeated the same process of Dan, but instead of using the nail polish that she used on me she instead used a dark purple-red on his nails. His looked just as, if not more beautiful than my nails, both his and my fingernails were about one and a half inches long. She then started to work on our hair, Dan being.