I walked up the stairs and knocked on the door. It was late and thesalon was obviously closed. The door opened and a bright, cheerful girlanswered. "Y...u must be Cindy's new friend; I have so looked forward tomeeting you." Lara was trendy herself, with tight clothes, immaculatehair and nails as well as very high heels. She also had a few tattoosand some piercings. Not the kind of thing I was into, but it worked wellon her. I had never been in a woman's salon before, and it was verydifferent. I. “Truth,” she said when she finished laughing at herself. “I was 15.”“Back to you, Tiffany,” Molly said.“Hey, no one has asked Phil anything!” Tiffany pointed out.“Them’s the breaks,” Molly said. “I want to ask you and it’s my turn.”“Fine,” Tiffany said.“When was the last time you masturbated?” she asked.“Truth,” Tiffany said, rolling her eyes. “Last night before I went to sleep. OK, Phil, now I’ll set my aim at you.”As with Hailey earlier, Tiffany narrowed her eyes in concentration. She didn’t. "I see why you say he is not as a male should be!" she reached forward and cradled his tiny prick in her hand declaring, "why! I bet my clit is bigger than that cock!"Wayne challenged her to prove it. Taken some what aback, Agatha soon recovered and hoisted her skirt up round her waist and pulled her panties to one side using her other hand to spread her cunt lips and revealing her clit. It was not larger than John's weedy cock but was close. Agatha then took details of the type of underwear. She had me sit on her bed and she walked over wearing only a robe and to make things worse, she was wearing suntan pantyhose. Although I was 18, I had only been educated by stories, magazines, and porn; I had no sexual experience other then masturbation. As I sat there, she sat down, put an arm around me and began saying how sorry she was for the way she had reacted. She told me that she did some research and that what I was experiencing was called a "fetish". I felt a bit relieved. "Maybe.