.. what do you want to do?" I know I can go home and change...but what...how do I explain my hairand brows?"Paul nodded. "I see your point. Well, what...I know from having dated ahair dresser, you're stuck with the hair color for a while. You canprobably get your hair cut tomorrow to look more masculine. The browswill just have to grow back." That's what I thought," said Ryan dejectedly."Don't sweat it kid, you're in college, a lot of guys dye their hair, asfor the brows, not many people pay any. "Mom, I told--" That's enough, Shari," Joyce said sharply. "You tell me how this happened, and I want the truth, young lady." I-I can't, Mom," Shari stammered. "I can't tell you."Joyce looked into her daughter's face. "All right, Shari. Did one of the men grab you?"Shari shook her head. "Oh, no! That wasn't what--" Shari began to cry.Joyce stood up and drew her daughter against her body, hugging her tightly. "There, there," she murmured. "You don't have to cry, darling. You weren't hurt, were. Pale skin and dark hair make her one hell of a sight. Especially with what she was wearing today. Black boots, regular work boots, but the rest is what drew my eye: plaid skirt that showed off her curvy legs, black fishnets, and a very low cut top, showing off her massive mounds of her tits. Immediately I started feeling my blood heading south.God, my imagination was running wild trying to picture what was under the skirt. I had seen quite a few women naked, but as I have noticed, each one is. When one day, someone who had been chatting with me for about a week or so asked me why I never tried to have sex with a man. As clearly I’d make a great bottom for anyone.I replied that I never found someone I liked enough who lived close enough and wanted to try. And that unlike camming, it was a lot less safe to have sex with a random man in some sexclub.Then he came with a suggestion that was going to change my life. He offered to come to my city, and take me to a nearby hotel to give me my.