While we both sipped our gin and tonics she started putting make-up on my face.While we both sipped our gin and tonics she started putting make-up on my face. She applied a good deal of foundation all over, and emphasised its importance to me, she also used some concealer on the darker parts of my beard and blusher on my cheeks. Then she plucked a few of my stray eyebrows and applied some pencil lightly. She did my eyes using a black eyeliner, then some eyeshadow and finally mascara to lengthen the lashes. She was very careful with my lips, using a pencil to first define them, then red lipstick and a gloss over the top. By the time she had finished I barely recognized myself in the mirror. She took a blonde wig and placed it on my head. The long curled hair of the wig fell to my shoulders and formed a beautiful frame for my new face. I stood up and, at her suggestion, walked around the room and posed for her. She got out a camera and started taking photos of me. Encouraged by her, I began to ham it up a little, pouted my lips, and got into wilder and wilder poses. By the time she had finished the film, we were both laughing with abandon. She selected a black silk blouse and a mini-skirt for me, and while I put them on, she reloaded the camera. The blouse and mini both fit me beautifully, and before I knew it she was taking shots of me doing up the buttons of the blouse and pulling up the skirt. I modelled some more for her, dancing around the room, delighting in the clothes and lingerie and make-up I was wearing. |