.."Rita smiled and said, "I know ... and you're scared because you likegirls too." I let out a huge sigh, "Exactly." Well, you are on Matthew's clock ..... let me get you a card. You cancall me sometime and I can get you in touch with someone who can helpyou." She left and wrote her name and phone number on the back of asalon card. As he took it off, I loved how clean my face felt, like nooil or gunk on it.Matthew came back primed and ready to operate. I had the line of myeyebrow cleaned, shaped. The creature looked at me up and down with ill-disguised lust behind his eyes. He grabbed my hat and tugged it off, a wave of shoulder length wavy red hair came crashing down. I hadn't had it cut, because I hadn't had the confidence to visit a barber. "You're guy, are you?" he didn't give me time to answer, "You don't look like a guy." I am," I whimpered. "You don't sound like a guy." His sweaty, meaty hand cupped my groin and gently squeezed. "And you certainly don't feel like a guy!" he. .." Miranda fretted.Peter smiled reassuringly at her. "With my salary increase, we can get by ... for a little while at least ... until you get on your feet again."Miranda hugged her brother gratefully."Thanks Pete ... but I refuse to be a burden to you!" Hey now! Who was the one who supported me ... after mum and dad died suddenly like that, in that crash, and I was only half way through college ... I should have given up; and gone out and got a job; but it was you who wouldn't let me!" Well. I don't know about you, but it's always hard to reach my back."Laura blushed hotly. She shook her head and stammered."Well, look at you!" Ada said, in her worst, grating Texas twang, which almost made Laura cringe. "Didn't you ever shower with the girls before? Like in high school, or college? It's no big deal. Come on in." Ada paused, staring directly into Laura's eyes, almost daring her. "I'm waiting. I need you to soap my back."Laura made a small smile, trying to make the hot blood recede.