Brent watched her hips sway as she walked away
Lust pumped through his veins, leaving little blood for his brain
Urges finally broke his feet free and he started to follow
She spun around on her left foot, stopping him in his tracks
He felt his lust dissolve and rush to his cheeks as she put her hands on those hips
Bethany sat down in front of the mirror, her implements of battle arrayed in front of her. She unsheathed her first weapon then pursed her lips. The bright ruby red lip gloss shimmered in the morning light. Next a pretty purple sparkly eye shadow was applied a little below the eye and rich thick color above. She applied mascara next, each eyelash painstakingly teased to at least twice its thickness. Lastly, Bethany applied blush to her cheeks, gaining a very healthy glow. She looked so pretty!
Her mom came into the bathroom, saw her six year old, and cried, “Bethany!”