?Oh Mariah, it takes me back—when I was a kid in the late nineteen sixties, I was in a brief bisexual relationship with this peculiar flower child c...alled Charisma McCloskey—this was before I met Mr. Kipps, of course—and Chari often asked me to tie her to the bed and whip her with a razor strop?it expiated her guilt at her lifestyle, I suppose.? I smiled, thinking about how silly I’d been, and I didn’t really notice the look on Mariah’s face as I reminisced. ?Then when my oldest daughter was. " She quickly got up and stripping said, "Wouldn't you like to share a drink to celebrate our new friendship." She walked over to the bed and beckoned Heather over seductively.Smiling Heather got up and dropping her clothes went over to join Lisel on the bed; she frowned a little though when the first thing Lisel did was attach her lips to Heather's boob and start milking her."Why on earth does everyone want my milk more than anything else," she said though more amused than mad.Lisel looked up. Ron:- *Are you two ready yet* he shouted as he banged on Ginny's doorHermoine:- *Maybe you should come in and find out* she said before collapsing in a fit of giggles knowing neither her nor Ginny were even close to readyRon quickly turned the handle on the door deciding to take Hermoine up on her offer, The door was almost open when he felt something slam against it slamming the door shut and knocking him on his assGinny:- *Dont come in, we're not dressed, don't want you to see us like this*. Even my nipples and cunt were lipsticked and glossed. My breastswere heavily rouged. I sat through the tedious process of having a sluttyblonde wig woven onto my scalp, but only after my beautiful silky brunette hairwas cut short. My lips were swollen with plumping lotions, and they appliedtingling creams to my nipples to keep them erect. When myglamour-to-trashy-slut makeover was complete, I was dressed in gaudy clothesand cheap flashy jewelry. The makeup melted and oozed on my skin, the.