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Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels xoxoxo: “You would gain so much. Trust me". “Okay. What do I put on first”? “The makeup of course”. “Do I stay her on the bed or where”? “No. I need you to sit on the floor while I apply the makeup on your face”. Don slipped to the floor and watched as his wife took out mascara, eyeliners, powders, and lipsticks from the small bag. She then began to apply them on his face, taking her time to make sure that his face was well painted. She also used different lipsticks on his lips until it was a thick and dark shade of blue.

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Enjoy short stories by Hellen Heels, xoxoxo. “What could it be then? You have discovered the perfect spot for our next vacation”? “Paul. What is wrong with you”? “You said I should guess, baby. That is what I am doing”. “Look, it has nothing to do with me wanting you or our next vacation spot”. “Then what is it”? “It has to do with Carol”. “What could it be that has to do with her? Let me see. Is she about to get married”? “No. Try again”. “She misses her aunt”? “And that is why she came into town to see me”? He shrugged. “Maybe".

Enjoy short stories by Hellen Heels xoxoxoxo. “Move faster”? the woman repeated. “I think you mean jump the line faster. Because that is what you just did. And it is wrong". The man in dread locks made her a face. “Are you angry about it? Do you feel cheated? Okay, why not do your worst and let me see"? The woman stepped forward. But the elderly man held her hand. “Please just let him be. Just ignore him and concentrate on why you are here". “But he jumped the line, sir. He is taking your position".

As he pulled up to the huge gates, one of the security men flagged him down. “Who are you here to see?” “Mrs. Carlson. She is expecting me.” “Who are you?” “My name is Frank. Tell her it is the plumber she called a while ago about a plumbing emergency.” The guard picked up his phone and made a call. As he spoke into the phone, Frank could feel his heart beating excitedly. He was finally going to confirm if the call he received while at home was a prank.

“So what do you suggest?” “I would refer you to another doctor to assess your case so that -” “But I don’t want another doctor, young man. Can’t you see that?” “I am sorry. Can’t I see what?” “I must see Doctor Annabelle.”

She was just standing on the edge of the dance floor, surveying the room, her hips barely undulating in time to the music. She was the woman who had been in her erotic dreams since Anastasia could remember: wavy black hair to the middle of her back, creature white skin, a petite curvy form with bulging breasts above flaring hips, and a narrow waist any woman would kill for. Her lips were glossed a wine shade of red, and her hair was in cute bangs in front.

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Things had been going on good for a while. Until yesterday. Anna had tried to have a friendly conversation with Claire a few times since she had joined the firm. But then, she wasn’t getting anywhere. Anna had no idea whether Claire was married now or if she had a boyfriend. All she ever said was that she never discussed her private life at work. And that made Anna all the more curious. What was Claire life after work? What were her activities? And most of all, would she be interested in getting a drink sometime?

She got in and opened the hood. He checked the wiring and saw that one of them had detached. He quickly plugged it back to the clippings on the side of the engine. “Try firing it up now,” he called. Nicole turned the key in the ignition. As her SUV roared back to life, she let out a cry of joy and clapped her hands repeatedly. “Wow, this is wonderful.”

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Anne knew that she and her friends were polar opposites. While she herself was short and petite, shy, and an introvert, her friends, Natasha and Tatiana, were dominant and wild. Natasha looked like she was hiding something that could perhaps change how the world perceived her, but still, there was something bold about her that made you want to obey to her. She had a dominant personality. Tatiana, on the other hand, was completely different. She was wild, always wanting to experience new things.

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She licked her lips. "Ohh, what a man you are. Bravo, bravo, bravo to you, Edmond. See? That wasn’t hard to say. Or was it?" He tugged at his collar and exhaled forcefully, like someone who had been holding their breath for long. "No. No, it wasn’t." "Now it is my turn." "Your turn? But you already did that before."

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"She turned to look at him as he was still gazing at them. “Is it?” “Is what?” “I think it is.” “What is?” She waved the tube at him. “I think it is the lipstick.” “You think so?” “Yeah"..."

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"Are you confused? I only asked you if you can see it.” “I...I...what are you...what are you...are you referring to what?” “My undies, George. Can you see it?” He swallowed and rubbed the back of his neck. “Yes, I can.” “Quite clearly?” “Yes. Very clearly.” “Good. Because that is what I want you to be wearing.”

He walked briskly across the hall. In his hand was a bag which he held onto firmly. As he walked, he took note of the other men and women around. They were all decked in blue overalls, red gloves, and red boots. They also had goggles covering their eyes and helmets on their head. It was standard procedure for anyone on the assembly floor to be dressed in that attire. He was supposed to also be dressed like them.

“Maybe you don’t like my deal after all. Would you like to deal with the cops then?” “No, no, not at all. I would wear them. I would wear the female clothes.” And he did wear them.