Robert started with the makeup. His lips were fine, but the rest of his face need some definite work. He started by applying mascara to brink out his dark eyelashes, oblivious as the eyes they surrounded turned a deep brown in color.
Next was eye shadow, which Robert naturally chose pink for. Had to go with the outfit, after all. He really had it going today in terms of colors: the laces of his boots, his nails, the rose tramp stamp, his lips, his shirt, and now eye liner. Sure pink was a rather typical color, but Robert felt he was rocking it.
Next came his hair. Robert liked it straight, so decided to simply put it up in a high ponytail, the hair slapping against his new ass when he shook his head. His work finished, Robert smiled at his reflection. He was now around thirty four, and his aging process was slowing down, though it still had a ways to go.
"Mom, er, Dad!" Karyn called from the living room. "There's someone here to see you!"
"Hm... I wonder who that could be?" Robert wondered allowed, before rising and heading out of his room.
