Yes, Sharon was pretty confident she had won the war, and would be the top ‘bitch’ at K-U-N-T TV. Sharon usually left the station in the late aft...rnoon, to get herself something to eat, returning about four hours before airtime, so she could do her makeup, and go over any late breaking news articles. She was on her way back from having a pretty good Italian meal. She stood in the empty lobby of the high-rise building the studio was located in, and pushed the button for the elevator. When the. Sometimes I would look overthe divider and watch as Mom and the other women subjected themselvesto the indignity of curlers and other strange gadgets. The women hadalways been nice to me, and had sometimes teased me about coming backand getting my hair done. I got butterflies in my stomach as Irealized that those memories were now taking on a strange and currentreality.That funny feeling in my stomach grew stronger and was joined by atightness in my chest as Betty combed out my wet hair,. I gazed up and had an unhindered view of his body. I had never seen so much body hair. His entire body was matted with wiry grey fur. His groin was a tangled bush of grey fuzz with an angry-looking cock, hot and rigid, protruding from its base of coarse pubic hair, standing firm beneath a potbelly that looked like a big balloon. The foreskin was snagged behind the rim of the glans, exposing a plum-shaped bellend that was fatter than the shaft and glistening with moisture.Sweat trickled down his. "You can read me like a book, can't you, Jo? I guess the idea of joining in with what happened last night is exciting, but I think I would end up chickening out." Sam put his hands on Joanne's shoulders and looked into her bright eyes. "Jo, I love you and would never do anything to make you upset with me. I'm not going to tell you that I don't fantasize about sex with another woman, but to really do it..." Honey, I understand, I really do. I guess all guys think about it-don't they?" Sam.