This time I could see what both were doing as theyworked. I guess it made them feel more connected to me to explain eachstep as they went. At first th...ey tended to talk over each other, butafter a couple of minutes they worked out a rhythm. I could actuallyunderstand what they were doing this time. Soon my head was covered bytwenty or so curlers; I could feel the heat from them on my scalp.Louise worked a hair net over them to keep everything in place. Bethfinished shortly after my hair was set.. She's stunning - 5'6" with a great figure- slim but not too thin. She has glossy chestnut hair, thick and straight,down to the middle of her back. I wish I could describe her face, it's so beautiful.I'll try. It's softly angular, with large brown eyes so clear you feel youcould swim in them. Her lips are red and full, and just say kiss me every timeI see them. As for the rest of her body, Pat has nice breasts, medium sized,firm and uptilting. Her waist is thin and stomach flat and her legs are. He left the room and returned a few minutes later with a small bag. He ordered me to stand and slowly rubbed baby oil onto my skin. “To allow your skin to breath,” he said. Then he took out this bottle of stuff. I looked at him and was puzzled. Opening it, he slowly applied the stuff to my body. It was a dark hunter green shade. Then it dawned on me. I had seen this stuff before. It was body paint. He didn’t stop until I was completely covered in it. Putting that away, he took off the rubber. A quick rock or pistol shot to the back of the head and his troubles and stress are over for good. Or a snap of the neck for the same effect. What are your orders to me, now, as the temporary executive for the District of Columbia, and what is my title, exactly?” Randall dared to inquire of me now that he’d been named to command of the nation’s capital and its militia.“Absolute ruthlessness, Randall. Are you capable of that? If not, I’ll find someone else to do the job. As for your title, it’s.