I was grateful that James had been so willing to listen, and that I had gotten everything out. It seemed like it had been a long time since I had real...y talked to anybody and told them how I felt. Before I knew where I was, I was home. I am not sure how I got there, or how long I had been sitting in the driveway. So I parked my car, and walked into the house, grateful to finally be home. As soon as I got in the house I checked the answering machine to make sure nobody called, then went to the. It was actually Anandi’s recommendation. It was one of the few unisex salons. My hairstylist, who called himself Manu, was a young muscular guy in his late 20s. He must have sensed my mood for he kept complimenting me on how I maintained my hair and how my new look was going add luster to the already ravishing looks. After completing the work, he set about examining his piece of art as he chose to call it. I was wondering what he was going to do when he held a segment of hair and ran his. The next day she came to my flat with a tiffin and said sorry.Me: Why?Neelima: I slapped you on that day.Me: I made a mistake, so you slapped me, nothing in that.Neelima: It’s common for you guys, nothing wrong in it.She gave me a green signal. I went close to her, kept my hand on her waist from the backside. She closed her eyes and she caught my hair. I sniffed her sweaty armpit, her body odor make me mad again. My tool got erected and poked her from the backside. She escaped from my hug and. "What are you watching?" Fawn scolded. I watched Fawn take a data pad from a girl I recognized as Justine, formerly Justin Barnes, captain of the Futile Gesture. "Girl wrestling? What was your assignment, Justine?" I was just watching it for a moment," Justine whined.SMACK! Fawn slapped Justine's bare butt."I was supposed to be studying High Tea," Justine answered."Then set the table," Fawn commanded.Fawn was never that cross with me!"There's two of them?" Justine pointed at the Vix."Yes,".