Lillian had been cutting my hair for about 10 years now and the thing that I loved about her was that I didn't have to tell her what to do with my hai.... I hated it when I went into a hair salon or barber shop and would be asked how I wanted my hair cut, as if it was my first visit, when I had been there 15 times before and gotten it cut the same way every time. Instead of small talk about my hair, Lillian and I would talk about her 17 year-old son, Gerald or her 22 year-old daughter, Christine,. “Maybe if I do something, something I think you’ll find enjoyable too, well hmmm, I think you’ll feel entirely different” he told her. She grew seriously curious as to what he was talking about. However, she did want to learn the ways of the world and being with him she knew she’d learn alright. “Would you like to try something?” he said. “Uhhhhhh, I don’t know” she said and he smiled, softly and told her she’d love it once she felt it. “Okay, I guess so.” She wasn’t sure about it at all but. But first things first, Elise: You have the use of our house for as long as you need it, or want it. But the second thing: I’ll bet you lost all your furniture and clothing, am I right?”“You’re right, Tina. And those can be replaced, but I’m most concerned about other things, like pictures of the girls when they were little. Stuff like that. We won’t know about those until we can get back into the house -- maybe later today, or tomorrow.”“Elise, Alan should be calling around noon or so. We’ll. The next lucky volunteer got to help my wife remove the dress completely. My mind, not to mention my cock, was exploding! I hadn’t gotten laid in a week, and here was my wife walking around practically naked in front of twenty men! Her little nothing of a bra and flimsy panties only accentuated her vulnerability. The guys looked her over hungrily as she cordially instructed them to let her know if she could be of service to them in any way. When someone asked her’ for her bra and.