And then I told them that bothneeded a trim. I thought I believed that men's hairdressers are no goodat long hair. So, I said I would make an appointm...nt with my friendMeredith. Jack looked at me with a concerned look, but neither boy saidanything.June 18.I called Meredith. She is as much a friend as a hairdresser to me. And Ihave cried many times in the hairdresser's chair because of how difficultit was to handle the boys. She has tried to comfort me and makesuggestions for changes, but I. She was young; nineteen or twenty years old. She had dark hair, was slim, and was generally cute. When she saw me she stopped short, screamed, turned, and ran back out of the room. I felt bad. I didn’t mean to scare the poor girl. She wasn’t even who I saw earlier anyway. I lost my hard-on. I figured I couldn’t cum now anyway, so I got up and went to the door. Her plastic name tag was laying on the floor where she obviously caught it on the door and lost it as she ran out. Her name was. "With that she squeezed hard on my already tormented testicles. Isqueaked, almost doubling over in the pain of her grip and of course myerection collapsed immediately. In a swift movement she took advantageof my situation, quickly slipping the sleeve over me and with a littlegiggle she clicked the tiny accompanying padlock in place."There, it looks lovely, don't you think? I think that It really suitsyou."I was still gasping and wriggling from the pain in my testicles, letalone struggling with. Maybe longer. And thick. Thick black man meat. I screamed in pain as he rammed his giant black cock into my virgin ass. He bitch slapped me and warned me again not to scream. It hurt, I sobbed. He pulled out and walked over to a cabinet. He reached in and grabbed a bright red ball gag, which he placed into my mouth and then locked onto my head. As I whimpered and cried into the ball gag, Tyrone pile drove his huge ebony dick deep into my sore virgin ass. He came after a minute or two of fast.