Jared was sitting around his friend Sammi's apartment, bored out of his mind.
It wasn't his fault, nor that of his host. But she and their mutual friend Beth had started to talk about make-up, and that was a topic of conversation he could honestly do without.
The thing was, for the most part, Jared didn't understand why it was such a big deal. He'd known Sammi and Beth since College, and in his opinion, they were both very beautiful women, albeit in different ways.
Sammi was a former rugby player, and her body was strong and toned but in all the right ways. Her muscular arms perfectly balanced her pronounced chest, and long brown hair matched with dark brown eyes. Anyone who thought she needed anything else to look good was blind.
Beth, on the other hand, was slender, though her body was no less blessed. Triple Ds on one side and a tight ass on the other scarcely took away from the short reddish hair and deep blue eyes that only added to the total package that she was. Again, there was no need, in his opinion, for her to add anything to her already lovely features.
Especially given how much the bloody stuff cost.
He remembered being dragged along into a cosmetics shop by Beth one afternoon last month, and when he noticed the price tags on some of the products she was browsing his eyes nearly shot out of his head. The whole thing was a scam, a marketing plot, but one that seemed to work rather well considering how many women frequented those shops and bought the products.
Still, he'd managed to keep his mouth shut, for the most part, not considering it his problem. It was their money and their faces, let them do whatever they wished. But, seeing as they'd been discussing the stuff for a solid half-hour at this point, Jared finally decided to speak his mind.
"What's the point of it all?" He announced, interrupting the two ladies' conversation and causing them to turn their attention over to where he sat on the recliner. Neither one said anything, waiting to see what he was getting at. Taking advantage of the provided opportunity, he continued. "Like, I've seen how much of that stuff you two buy, how much you spend, and I don't get why. You're both rather lovely girls, do you really need all that crap?"
Sammi looked over at Beth and rolled her eyes. Of the two, she tended to wear less, whereas the other woman adored the stuff. Beth likely kept a few beauty companies in business by herself she bought so much. Even so, they'd both seen Jared's reactions whenever they talked about makeup or applied it or bought it, and frankly, they'd had enough. Sharing a wicked grin that their friend didn't seem to notice, they rose from the couch and headed towards him.
For a moment, Jared was convinced that he'd offended them, and they were going to throw him out of the apartment. He hoped not, as he did enjoy hanging out with the two of them despite their eccentricities. Honestly, he hadn't meant anything by his comment, he was genuinely curious.
Luckily, the ladies understood that and had decided to explain it to him. Sort of.
