“That’s a good idea.” Charles reminded Mike to focus on the reflection as he leaned into the mirror and carefully brushed his lashes with a dry cotton bud, and he did flinch. The second time he flinched again, but only a little. He soon got accustomed to the feeling and requested the tiny spiral brush. Charles watched as Mike successfully applied his mascara in his first attempt. “I wish I’d thought of that when I started… I used to end up with it smeared across my eyelid which is really boring because that means make-up wipes and having to do your eye-shadow all over again.”
“I guess I’ve just got the knack.” Mike said, somewhat proudly.
“Looks like that from where I’m sitting.” Charles replied, somewhat enviously.
