Sandy massaged my head with thoselong nails of hers. I told her it always felt so good to have her dothis, she did not need to answer as her smirk tol... me she alreadyknew.Once my hair was washed, conditioned, and rinsed Sandy wrapped myhair into a towel and led me over to her mom's work area. I sat downand made myself comfortable as Sandy prepared what she was going touse, she first rolled over a three level tray filled with anassortment of colored curlers, all in various sizes. After that. She wore a long t-shirt; I couldn't see if she was wearing panties. I could, however see how her beautiful young tits were straining against the soft cotten fabric, nipples totally erect."Can I help you get to sleep, Daddy?" she asked demurely. She bent her left leg and arched her left foot, toes pointing as they touched the floor, posing for me. Where do females learn to do that? It it innate, instinctive, or something their mothers teach them to drive men insane?"Uh, it's, ah, all right,. A woman turned from the counter and looked at me. I politely smiled at her and her glance shifted down from my face.“Did she just check me out?” I asked myself. I checked my zipper to confirm it was secured, it was.The woman, I will call her “Mia’, turned and exited the coffee shop.While I was going through my phone, checking e-mail and messaging family, ‘Mia’ appears and places a small key fob with a button and a dial next to my coffee cup and proceeds to sit at the table adjacent to mine, not. Wrapping limp arms around each other, they found restful sleep as they waited for the world to once more demand of them. For now, both were full and satisfied. Light filled the room, yet neither man stirred, both were exhausted from last night's passions. As early evening came rolling in, the buzzing of a cellphone filled the room. It reached Shay first, as he rose to answer it. A shot of pain drove Shay to his knees, causing him to crawl toward Caleb's buzzing pants. Taking out the cell, Shay.