She always looked nice and very clean. Her home was museum clean, so I expected she looked great nude. I was not disappointed when she came in the bed...oom. She wore a bad jacket of while silk with a loose cleavage line. They looked big and full right then. She had offered me sex and just that. Told her wealthy husband was not attentive at home, just with the girl he paid for sex. She and he finally divorced after she hired a PI to catch him. he had slept alone for many years. She said he snored. " I am sure it won't." the lady said as she began to comb my hair around her fingers producing long tubes around my head.Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sally and the others keep walking past the window and I tried to ignore them as best as I could. Finally finished the lady stood behind me. Both she and Lynne were looking in the mirror saying, "There we are, a beautiful little Shirley Temple." as they both smiled at me in the mirror.The hairdresser turned to Lynne and said, "Is that all. " I said " then your bi stupid."He said "well I guess."I said " That really wouldn't have been a problem for me if you told me that. You really don't know me if you thought that would be a problem."Then I looked at this young guy and said "so are you bi too?"He quickly said " yes yes I am."I said "well that is good because now you are going to have to do both of us."I started to undress and this guys mouth dropped. They both watched as I stripped naked. I told the young man to lay on the bed.. I found the blanket and handed it to her, and she gratefully wrapped it around herself. I unscrewed the head of the flashlight, removed the reflector and pocketed it, and inserted the butt of the flashlight into the head, creating a stand-up lantern of sorts.“No,” I said, “Roll yourself in it. Make sure both edges are behind you and firmly rested upon. It makes it warmer, and harder to steal.” Maybe that was the wrong advice. It was the right advice for me; I’m large and not going to lifted.