Hair that bordered on red - strawberry blonde, I thought it was called. Green eyes. But it wasn’t her looks that were at issue here.I was a teenage ...oy with two women ‘under his belt’ so to speak, and I was analyzing every female that I met along those lines. Pushing those thoughts aside, I cleared my mind - what mattered was that she was a worthy opponent for the first round. I had the black pieces. I said a silent prayer to the chess gods that she would play Queen’s Gambit. Larry walked up.. Tony and I watched as she slowly took off her tight white top and shorts. She turned around, unclipped her bra and slid off her panties. We admired her naked arse as she went into the shower area and turned on the water. She leaned against the cream tiled wall at the far end, looking at us amidst the rising steam, opening her tanned legs, touching herself. I faced Tony against the background noise of splashing water while squeezing my legs, trying to control that itching feeling. “Hmm, 400…. He just took her hand with no objection from her and kissed her on the lips.She laughed and said you will get me into trouble. He replied “I hope so, is that what you want?” She without thinking said “Maybe”.They walked back into the main area of the pub. As it was quiet the boss said she could leave early, it was about 9pm. She was not expected home till at least 11.30pm.As she left the pub by the front door he followed her out, when they got outside he asked if there was chance of a lift. "Its perm time." Emma whispers into the other ear. She undoes thetopknot and the remaining long hair falls down, free of the elasticband. You still refuse to open your eyes, almost in a vein attempt tosqueeze off the tears. You hear a pair of scissors at work and feeleven more wisps of hair float down. You can no longer hold back anylonger and you start to sob uncontrollably."Now don't worry." Emma says reassuringly. "You are going to lookstunning. Now, how are your balls feeling?"Under the.