Of course the language was worded in such a way to really scare the hell out of somebody especially someone sitting in this elaborate building who had...absolutely no money to fight a lawsuit. We were pretty confident that it would work. After they completed the paperwork, the questionnaire would be faxed up to me and when I was ready, they would be sent up. This was the set up and I was ready to go. I was nervous but I had an advantage and I knew it. I had what these women needed,. I soon found out there were other reasons they sent them.The static on the VCR faded out and the dressing room appeared again. Gena walked in, her hair dripping from a swim. She was wearing an electric blue tank suit that molded to her slim body. Her nipples were erect and standing out the way I like them. Rachel followed her in the door, also wearing a tank suit. Hers was white, and was almost transparent after being in the water. I could see her dark patch of pubic hair through the thin. " She said, then led me out to the front of the shop, which wasnot quite empty, but close. "This is Sheila. She is the lead stylist,and will guide your entire makeover. You can trust her, I promise."Sheila greeted me warmly, giving no sign that it was in any way odd tohave a guy sitting in her chair. She removed the wig, and began bywashing my hair. Once that was done she started to weave in someextensions. That took quite a while, then she dyed my hair so it wasall one color, a strawberry. Nothing to revealing, but always showed that she worked hard on keeping her body fit.The other woman was very sexy looking, shorter than Beth but when she had walked in to the place she was wearing a very short skirt, white blouse, and high heels which made not just my eyes turn, but every person in the place. I was not trying to listen but they were not trying to whisper as they made plans for the night. Beth suggested that they begin the night at her house because her husband was gone for.