Hair is starting to fall. Tim himself, leaning back, his eyes closed is feeling the comb and scissors and realizes it is rather arousing, Abbie works...diligently for about twenty minutes. The forest has been cleared and delicate short hairs are all that is left. There is one more area still untended. Abbie asks Tim to stand and lean over the toilet with his legs spread wide. Tim does what Abbie asks, of course, he would for her. Abbie, somewhat embarrassed, asks Tim to reach back with his. I just wanted to make sure everything would be ready by next week Friday.”“You already have a chef and manager?”“Yeah, the chef and I have been buddies since college and the manager makes sure everything, including construction and all the permits are going well here. I’m based in Chicago so I can’t keep running up and down. I actually have to get to Chicago for a meeting, so I’m going to leave. I would say that I’ll be leaving you with my manager but she isn’t here yet. Well, I’m sure she’ll. They partied and got pretty tipsy while the other was getting inked. Finally they were done and after my buddy left, I asked if they wanted to go out to a bar and celebrate. They agreed so off we went. Steph's friend ended up hooking up with some guy so Steph and I decided to call it a night. I had been flirting with her all evening, so when I asked if she wanted to stop somewhere quiet for a drink she agreed. We went to a pub by our place and sat in the corner and talked. The conversation soon. She squeezed me when we heard a knock on the door. We both froze, my heart pounded like crazy. We held each other and tried to keep quiet. Miss Morgan lifted my shirt and put her hand on my tummy though. I gasped quietly as she pressed down firmly on my stomach. I felt a warmth growing rapidly within me. I looked up at her, begging her to stop. She was going to make me moan very loudly. She began to tickle me as the person outside the door knocked again. I started to giggle and then buried my.