One moment, she`ll surely stop (more or less surprised) and ask you something like: “what happened?” or “something`s wrong?” In that moment, w...it for a few seconds (anticipation) and then tell her, as calm as possible, with a sigh smile in the corner or your mouth and (it would be great) with your eyebrow raised (body language): “you should loosen your hair, I think you`d look better that way.” Now…again, if you have the required level of self-confidence and self-esteem, and if you`ve been. The following weekend, it was time to install Mindy.Upstairs, he opened the head box and removed the hood and pipe from Mindy's head."Gaaaa!" she gasped. "Is it over?" she panted. "Are you letting me go now?" Her breath from speaking filled the room with the odor of raw sewage."No," he said. "It's now time for your final, and permanent, installation." Oh God! What are you going to do to me now?" I'm going to do exactly what you wanted originally." What's that? I forget." I'm going to install. He was wearing no shirt, and mine had come open. The feeling of my soft breasts against his chest was making me insane with panic."Jason ... let me go." I saw you watching the horses," he laughed. "I'm glad to know that you like it." I hated it!" I cried, trying to get loose.Jason ignored me. "That's why I was out here too. It gives me a charge to see them in there. That little mare can really take it." Please Jason ... let me go!"But even as my nails clawed at his back and arms, Jason half. "Well, you wore it so you must've wanted to show it off. Now, play pool." I handed her a stick. I forced Kandi to play a game of pool with the men in her barley-there attire. She was totally humiliated. But it was just getting started. As Kandi leaned over the table to make shots; the men begin to grope her exposed ass and protruding tits. She slapped their hands away, but she was outnumbered. As this spectacle ensued, I sat back, watching and monitoring. One of the men approached me and told.