...corrupts absolutely

Zeke felt the bone in his hand. He had a feeling it was meant for him and silently cursed that dumb MILF had gotten a hold of it. It was his! It felt like a part of him. It was bringing out a side of him that seemed to have been supressed deep in his psyche. His cheast heaved with power and self esteem. He was near to bursting with energy.

Zeke looked at Laynie still looking at him as if he was wasting her time. "Laynie, get what you think is the tackiest eyeshadow color, lipstick color, and rouge color. Be snappy!"

Laynie almost snorted in derision at the order, but she did as she was told. Soon she had some blue green eyeshadow, lipstick so red it almost throbbed neon, and dark red rouge.

"Laynie," said Zeke, "I said the tackiest. THOSE are your favorite colors. You love those colors. Why don't you put them on now since you are NOT wearing any make up."

Laynie spun and looked in a mirror. She gasped and put her hands to her cheeks. "How could I forget to make myself up today?" She said aloud.

"Hurry up and put your makeup on, Laynie, and use plenty. Make sure it's very visible from far away. Don't bother using a mirror; you're a pro."

"Laynie picked up the lipstick and started putting it on over the dark cherry red lipstick she was weearing. She did so quickly and smeared it a bit. She then put on ample amounts of blue green eyeshadow, smearing it with the dark reddish eye shadow she had barely put on and cover the new shade almost to her eyebrows. She then gobbed rouge on her cheeks. Soon she looked like half clown half cheap hooker.

"Wow, you look SO sexy, Laynie. That's a great look for you. Recommend it to your customers."

Laynie smiled and admired herself in the mirror.

Zeke was incredibly horny and felt incredible. He felt as if he were invincible. He noticed Beth was looking in confusion at Laynie. He motioned her over and whispere to her. "Laynie is a stupid, snotty bitch. You think it's funny she's making herself up to look like an idiot. Also, it's perfectly OK for you and me to go somewhere private. I notice you think I'm sexy. You really find me sexy. I can tell such things. Don't worry about leaving your job for a while; I can smooth it over with your boss."

Beth smiled. She laughed at Laynie who was still admiring herself. She turned to Zeke and smiled. "We can go to my car," she said, touching Zeke's arm and running a finger down her neck towards her cleavage.