"Honey, let's keep moving," Angela said pulling him along.As they approached the beauty salon, Dexter realized where they weregoing now."No, I'm not r...ady for this. Mom, I'm wearing a dress. Isn't thatenough." You're never going to be ready Dexter, but you have to do it fornow," his mother said as the got even closer."What are they going to do to me in here?" he asked as they entered."Change your hair color," Angela said softly stroking his back withher palm. She felt an uneasiness every time. I could not imagine what I had done. As I lay there, I felt a familiar warmth down in my pussy; again I wondered how I was so aroused and erotic. I let my hand explore around my pussy, which seemed to be wet from all the excitement. I couldn't resist the urges and I plunged my finger deep into my pussy and let out a gasp. I started caressing my breast with my left hand as my right hand continued. My hand moved in and out frantically, gradually getting faster as I felt the tension building up. I. I mean..." You just said you're cold, right? You want to step out there instead?"Melinda frowned and pushed past her sister. She dashed to the front door and carefully unlocked it, cringing at the loud click of the bolt. As soon as she opened the door, Richie stepped inside."Shit, Richie, nice way to almost break my window," Melinda said as shivered again from the cold air which followed Richie inside.Richie glanced at Heather, looking uncertain. "Well, your mother isn't exactly fucking helping. One of my first thoughts was that I’d need a map just to find my way around. The inside, wow, is just as gorgeous. I can’t believe that we are spending three weeks here. This place is bigger than our house by more than two. The vaulted ceiling with its crossing beams is magnificent and I don’t have words for the spiral long staircase. The main room is warmed by a free standing, black iron wood stove still with a smooth flat top for cooking. The wall separating the two main rooms has a modern.