‘She couldn’t have gotten me more more wound up if she’d had three miles of string. Calm down, Jeanette, it probably isn’t even a man. Probabl... just some girl scouts selling cookies or something. God, I hope I don’t molest a girl scout. At this point, I’m capable of just about anything.’ She took a deep breath and opened the door. There stood Mitch Feingold, her neighbor from down the street. She gasped and covered her mouth in shock. Mitch was a slight man, about 5′ 10′ with a medium build,. 'Oh boy,' I thought he was going to fuck me and I was going to get the satisfaction that I'd been craving all day. When Bob hurried back over to me I sprawled lewdly out on his desk pulling my skirt up my thighs to show him my naked pussy with my clit rings glistening in the harsh overhead lights. I love clit rings -- they're so erotic, they tell any man that you're ready and willing to fuck them. Ever since I've had them I haven't had to say anything to the guy, he just knows that I'm there to. I had a pretty solid hunch that I had been involved in that conversation, and yeah, I was real curious about how I figured in on it."Living up to the advanced billing?" And then some! Gee, what you two do with your mouths," She gave a big, theatrical sigh."You're tongue work ain't too shabby either, munchkin." And I'm real happy you keep your fingernails trimmed," I joked.Kathy blushed and Nancy caught it and said, "If sex ain't dirty, you just ain't doing it right." Uh, sorry, I sort of got. It wasn't short but it was shorter than I've ever worn it. I was pleased with the way it came out, though.Erin had a similar style. I thought she looked beautiful. When they finished our hair we were given a manicure and pedicure. While that was being done another pair of women came in and did our makeup. But they did more than make us up. They taught us how to do it ourselves so that we could get the same look at home.I'll admit that I never was any good at putting on makeup. Whenever I tried.