Casually sipping the last of her beer she continues her phone conversation. Her mouth spreads in smile as she laughs at something the other end of her...phone said. But her eyes light up noticeably as we make eye contact. "may I?" I mouth pointing toward the one open seat as I clamber over the detritus of drunk weary travelers. She waves an open hand at the seat as she sets her empty beer on the bar. Holding eye contact the entire time I sit. The spell is broken when she realizes the other end of. He said its ok she will not notice with the pallu covering half my head. I thought if I get a nice hairstyle maybe my husband would be more interested in me so I agreed. So he combed my hair and started cutting it into a step cuts worried because my head was lighter and a lot of hair was all over the floor. He quickly cleaned everything. Then he shaped my eyebrows. I paid him and asked him to come back for head massage. After taking my bath when I tied my hair into a bun my mother in law did. He listened patiently, but I could see that he was ready to bust. "You're mom's a dyke!" Jonathan exclaimed. I was prepared to hit him if he did not tell me what a 'dyke" was. He had an older sister who was a "dyke" for a little but it didn't take and she went back to men. Jonathan explained that a dyke was a lesbain, or a woman who preferred to have sex with other women rather than men. He had me describe the entire scene in the most complete details. He listened intently. I could not help. After a little petting, Amber came back positioned herself in front of us and took a picture of me, my hard cock and the cum on my stomach.What is she doing i am thinking, but she looks so gorgeous.Right after taking a second picture she stripped off her shirt and trouser.Wow look at her! Amazing sexy cute body!Amber climbed on to of me and stroke my cock. She whispered "you can´t fuck us, we have no condoms". Hell what?! Damn it! she would have let me fuck her, but there are no condoms! It.