She nods and puts her hair up as requested. She giggles when she sees the effect and says, "You're turning me into a teenie bopper. You are so silly, and I love it, but something is missing. Two things, really. But one is right here. Let me show you." She grabs a nearby small makeup kit and starts applying it artfully. When she is done, she is every bit the Teenie bopper in hair and makeup.
She turns to me and says, "Now your girlfriend is more 'girly' and less old broad." That twinkle in her eyes has become a small fire. I lean in to kiss her, but she squeals and says, "Oh No! No kissing, you'll ruin my make-up." Then she giggles in her best little girl pitch.
I hold up my hands in surrender.
We head to the front with our purchases, and I pay with my debit card. As we left, I asked, "S
