He convinced her that he needed a little privacyto change into his pajamas but she was waiting at the door andscooped up his clothes for the hamper. N...thing was ever saidbut, mom always seemed to have a 'we've got a secret' smile.No, Julie would help him get through this personal crisis.Julie returned telling him that she had good and bad news. Thebad news was that Dr. Cranston couldn't see Martin for anothertwo weeks. His nurse had insisted that, without a detaileddescription of the ailment. As she began actually cutting my hair, I realized several things, she took after her father as a hair stylist, I was smitten, and her nearness was causing an embarrassing erection, thankfully hidden by the protective smock. Throughout the haircut we chatted about everything and nothing, but there was an undertone of excitement and sexual tension. She finished trimming the back and used the small hand mirror to show her work off. “Well, how’d I do,” she asked? “Looks great! Just as good as. Suddenly she lunged out, and slappedme really heavily on the side of the face. She just stared at me like somekind of wild animal, and then started to hit my face a few more times. I'dnever been hit before, certainly not in the face, and the pain was terrible.I could feel blood coming out of my nose and mouth. Kate stepped back, and took a fewdeep breaths. I was of course screaming again, or was it crying? She pickedup the ball gag, shoved it roughly into my bleeding mouth, and did up. Often you leave me, even though you know my bed won't grow cold in your absence. You hate me for letting anyone else in it, but when you come back you want to know the sordid things I did with them. But more than that, you want to know that those men and womem made me think all the more of you. You want me to have yearned for your smell and your hands and your cock. You want me to have been fucked and found the experience wanting. It's not that I don't love you because I do. It's not that I.