It made me smile wider. She shoved her hands inside her overalls, looking like the most adorable thing to hit the planet, and I had to stop myself fro... crushing her in a hug. I wanted to so badly though. ‘You’re different…’ She said sadly. ‘Not in a bad way. But you’re different.’ Then she smiled. ‘I don’t know… I was expecting my little Ken to run up here, ready to toss baseball or something. Not this…’ I nodded. ‘You cut your hair.’ She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair gently.. Plan on being with him a long while and bring throat lozenges, you will scream a lot I promise and he does have a throat full of hard thick cock that may leave you raw and sore if you like to deep throat!" I knew immediately this was my man. My thighs squeezed tightly with my excitement as my clit throbbed like a bass speaker at a rock concert.I wrote him and told him our circumstances and how I wanted to get to know him before we met if he was interested and gave him permission to view our. "Look you miserable girl! I am taking my precious time to teach youthings you will need to know. This is how you repay me! Pick the damnthing up and pay attention or I'm going to blister your behind until youcan't sit for a week. Then I am going to do the same thing to yourbrother when he gets home or maybe worse. Now pick it up and do exactlywhat I tell you or else," she said furiously. Chris hadn't seen her this mad since that first day when she took themto the salon. She scared him and. She curled up, a hand touching her simple collar, on old sheets given to her by her grandmother, and drifted to sleep.The alarm rang, and Kristen began the slow process of pulling herself from sleep. After the required number of snoozes, she pulled herself from bed. She quickly prepared herself for the day, and after a swallow of tea and the last bite of her toast, she left to catch the bus to work.The shop had been open for several hours when she arrived for the start of her shift. The owner,.