Standing before the mirror, she was startled by her image. She’d exaggerated the fullness of her lips. The gloss made them shine, bright red and wet. She had also applied heavier eye shadow and mascara. Her blue eyes were bright with excitement. She’d not been in the sun so the pale flawless skin of her face contrasted dramatically with the black sheen of her hair.
She watched herself take a few steps in the tight gown. It moved with her like a second skin. Each step revealed the whiteness of her leg which also appeared even whiter against the deep black of the gown. My black lover told me to look hot for him. She smiled at her reflection, I do. I look very hot. I think he’ll want me. I want him to want me.
She put her make-up kit into an old gym bag along with the skirt, blo
