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Chapter 42

"Oh. My. Fucking. God." I repeated, unable to say anything else because I was too shocked with my appearance.

As if the dress and the stockings weren't enough, the stupid woman had put bright red lipstick and lip liner to make my lips as red as the dress. She'd put a layer of foundation on both my face and my stomach and she'd put some blusher on my cheeks. Then she'd put layers of mascara on my eyelashes so they were about three times the length. My nails and toes had been painted redbut my black hair had been left alone thankfully. I looked like a prostitute and I was absolutely freezing! I might as well have not been wearing any clothes because they scraps of matieral I did have on didn't cover much.

"I look awful! What the hell have you done to me?" I shouted and tried to hit the make-up woman but the guy just grabbed my wrists and pulled me up against him so I couldn't get away.

"Count yourself lucky. Some girls are forced to go on stage wearing nothing apa

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