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This conversation is what I need to hear. The real people who use the perfume. I've lucked into something enlightening here.

"My husband, well, he took me to a party with swingers. Can you believe it? We hadn't done that since before we got married," the first lady speaks again. She is giggling as she talks.

Now I know there must be something in the formula.

The mimosas are lovely, and lunch is unexpected and delicious. I can't believe how lucky I am, but the conversations I’m overhearing are what intrigues me the most.

I know that True love does something to women, but honestly, these women are happy. Not one of them seems upset by the change in their sex life. I know mine is a million times better now.

"Miss Morrow, your hair is done, and the makeup artist is ready if you are?" the assistant smiles.

"Of course. Sorry, I was having a daydream for a moment. I feel too relaxed right now."

Laughing, I am feeling like a princess right now. The way this salon pampers goes above and beyond any I have ever experienced.

I set back in the chair, this time though it's not just me in the room. Those ladies that I overheard are getting made over as well. Both still raving about this new True love.

"Did you go to the party last night?" the taller redhead asks.

The blonde nods, her hand covering her mouth

"I did. Oh my god. Did you see all those hot men? My husband punished me later for flirting. I was so turned on by just being there."

I am trying not to listen to them talk about their personal lives, but they are feeding me all I need to know. I am sure about the effects of this perfume, but what can I do? I am falling for them all.

Sighing, I am unsure of what to do with all this information and what to do from this day forward. I don't want to ruin the good times for them, but if it imbalances your senses, isn’t it wrong?

I don't know what to do at this point. These women honestly seem so happy with everything in life.

My makeup looks beautiful. The artist has made me look better than I ever have before.

Grabbing my phone, I take a selfie and send it to all twelve men. I want them to see how good I look today. It might be weird, but since I've met them all, their approval matters to me.

The manicurist paints finger and toenails the perfect share of red. It's almost crimson, but it's perfect. I am dazzled by the way they turned out.

Those women are still there talking, and I can't draw my attention away from them. I have to find out everything they have to say before I do anything about this True Love line of fragrance.

"Miss Morrow were done here. Would you like to look?"

The assistant is smiling at me. She seems to approve already.

I nods.

"Of course, I’ve been waiting all day to see this."

I stand, looking in the mirror with my mouth slightly open. I am shocked by the changes in my appearance.

"Oh wow. I can't even believe this is me!"

I have the attention of the entire room now. Those three ladies who were so engrossed in their conversation before are now looking in my direction.

"Thank you all so much for all of this. Wow, just wow! I don't think I have ever looked quite this stunning."

I am not trying to seem vain, but I'm sure that is how it comes out.

When I'm done, the assistant escorts me back to the dressing room to change. On the other side, I can hear one of the women speaking on the phone. I assume to her husband.

"I can't wait to get home tonight and fuck you. My pussy has been wet all day because of those dirty pictures you sent me. Yes, I love you too, see you soon."

Wow, I am such a snoop, but they have given me so much to think about and more than that, I don't know what to do now.

I inhale deep when I smell that distinctive fragrance. The woman must be wearing it on, but just a hint of it has my body sexually charged.

I thank them all as I leave, feeling more turned on than ever before.

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