It could be one of your best assets. It's thick and anice honey blond shade. But you've just let it get all long and shaggyand tangled-looking." Yeah,...I guess I could get it cut, maybe." No. You're not getting it cut. It's a nice length now, it just needs tobe trimmed and styled a little. We'll work on it this Saturday." So thatwas that.Christine started working on my hair in the late morning and kept at itfor the next four hours or so - washing it and putting some lightener onit, and. Behind them I saw an open set of double doors which leads into the attached bar where people are playing pool and laughing and drinking and listening to loud music.They talked for a few minutes and ignored me, which was more than fine with me. I feel extremely self-conscious and completely out of place just being seen with Snake. I pray nobody I know saw me riding on the back of a motorcycle or coming into this place!I took comfort in being ignored but it couldn’t last. He pulled me out from. I had to say floating in this pure light was pretty boring. I couldn't feel my body, nor move. If this was the afterlife I would go mad pretty soon. Maybe it was one of those lucid dream type things where you could change the world by will. I tried conjuring up Caitlyn, but nothing happened. I wondered if maybe she had survived, or perhaps she was in some other afterlife. So I tried conjuring up chocolate cake instead, but that didn't work either. This was going to be a really rubbish afterlife. " "Get me and Bill a beer. And get some lunch ready. We're starving." Bill grunted approval. As I looked at them I could see the crotch of their pants were also filled with sweat. Their balls were sweating."Yes Tom Sir, I'll bring it right away," my voice sweet and submissive. I turned and went into the cabin. I was happy that I only had to curtsy when I was wearing my uniform. I got their beers happy that no one else was around. I fixed some lunch. I noticed a cookbook was on the counter.