Do you have a moment?"Veronica touched her turban and said, "I have about forty five minutes."Then she looked at Alex and said, "I'll be right back."A...ex laid in the chair with his head in the sink. "No English at all,huh?" He asked the hairdresser, who didn't respond. "I can say 'piano,''welcome,' 'thank you,' and 'you're too kind,' in Russian, but that'sabout it." Still no response. "Oh, and 'vodka,' of course."Suddenly the woman stopped her work and looked at Alex, ranting aboutsomething in. I ignore that for now. I’m going to get her squirming and begging me to take her to “bliss ville”. “Oh, god, Pappa, what are you doing to me?” “Just taking you to places you’ve never been, Bren, but not like you’re going to be fucked now. Just lay back and enjoy what’s going to happen to you.” I moved down and pull her legs together and straight. Picking up one foot, I’m massaging the sole with my thumbs, driving them harder and harder, until I hear her moaning. I pull that foot up and plant. He flooded his jeans. When he was spent and let go, she rubbed her shoulders. Had he hurt her?“Did I hurt you?”“Well, yes,” she said.“I’m sorry. I never want to hurt you.”“It’s not really your fault,” she said. But it had really been his fault. She hadn’t known what she was doing, and he’d certainly known what was coming. He should have got his hands off her. “Just kiss me again,” she said. So, he kissed the shoulders he had hurt and then her warm, forgiving mouth.They went on kissing, but he. I want him, I love him, I long to be near him. This is more dangerous then wanting sex in general because it is more likely to happen. Day after my Birthday ---CI want him. I want him so bad. Why do I want him? I spent the evening socializing with other choir people. I thought of a new way to do what? I lost my train of thought. I was just thinking how I feel like that one Beatles song. [I Want You]. I want to kiss you. I want to make out with you. I want to lick your face. I want to smear my.