. cute even... but you didn’t describe them as pretty! Sarah smiled at him. “Chrissie then. What lovely hair you have Chrissie.” she ventured ex...erimentally.Amazingly the little boy’s face lit up and he looked pathetically grateful. His mother sighed apologetically. “He won’t let me cut it!” she told Sarah in exasperation. “Every time we go to the hairdressers he throws a tantrum because he thinks I’m going to have his hair cut off!”Sarah’s antennae were up and waving by now and flashing. After 10 minutes she came. A pony tail a tight pant and a shirt with first two un buttoned. She was stunning and no one would ever say that she is under 18. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I checkd her every 5 minutes. She noticed it too.We reached the mall. We then tried a jean for me, I asked her how it looks. She came close to me and insert her hand between my skin and jean and pulled it apart and said it fits good. I was shocked. We walked close to each other I would brush against her very. We went into the bedroom. Chris was sitting on a chair positioned next to the bed. One side of the room was a giant mirror so he could see both sides of whoever was in the bed. I looked up and there was even a mirror on the ceiling. John certainly liked the scenic route."Now Chris, I want you to sit quietly and take note of what happens here tonight, John said. "I want you to remember how to treat a lady, how to make love to her, how to care for her, how to worship her body and pay proper. . anger from putting up with his expectations that I would be his fuck toy ... anger with myself for just not having the backbone to dump him sooner.As I let myself be comforted by Alice, I could feel her rubbing my back and rocking me in her arms. I had never considered myself as Bi nor had I ever had any desire to make love with a woman, but for some reason, her touch and being rocked back and forth was starting to turn me on. Finally, I realized what was going on with me and I jumped out of.