I looked ridiculouswith my hairy chest and arms but dressed in a frilly, pink nightie.After signing off and telling her that I was going to bed I phon...d Jennysroom. There was a knock at my door a few minutes later."Where were we?" she asked as she entered my room with an evil grin onher face. She watched the recording of my conversation with Bev anddeclared herself happy. The next few hours were spent with me gettingaquainted with her dildo. I was taken doggy style on the floor, my headlevel. I had made the appointment for my piercings, for tomorrow, but figuredthat if I could get in now during work hours, there would be less people,and less embarrassment. I called the salon and thankfully they said yes,a sweetly androgynous voice telling me to be there in 45 mins and "doesthat work for you?" Yes, thank you thank you, see you soon," I replied and hung up.The salon was about 20 blocks away and the day was nice so I walked.Every block I got more tense thinking about what was about to. I poured a little olive oil in the pan and then began sautéing the onions and garlic. After a few minutes, I added the remaining ingredients. I savored the smell that began wafting through the air. I gradually turned down the heat and allowed the sauce to continue to simmer.I picked out a nice wine and carried that and the salad out to the garden table. It was a perfect evening and I knew the surroundings would blend in perfectly with my little celebration. Most of the flowers were in full. I put the camera down for a moment and crossed to the bed, taking hold of the top of Hazel's panties. She looked at me, smiled and raised her hips again, allowing me to pull them down over her legs. Now I could see exactly what Troy was doing. It wasn't just one finger he had inside her but two and, from their position I could tell he was working on her G-spot. Hazel's hips were thrusting back up at him, pulling his fingers deeper inside her. “She tastes great Troy,” I said and Troy looked up.