Hegathers up your hair, holding it in a ponytail with one hand, and cuttingit off with the other. The barber drops the foot or so of hair he justcut o...f into your lap. You should be concerned, but instead you feelcontent, this is how it should be.He works quickly, using a spray bottle to wet your hair, then roughlycuts it to about three inches all over, as your skirt meets in themiddle, becoming a pair of shorts. You hear a click then a hum, and feela soothing vibration on the back of your neck. "But that would only solve things temporarily. Unless we get Barocca out of here, she'll continue running things behind the scenes the way she is now. Things will continue to fester, and in a few months, if not even sooner, we'll be back to where we started from all over again." "Then why don't we just kick Barocca's ass, and show her who's boss?" asked Darlene. "Believe me, Darlene, that's crossed my mind too," said Tiffany. "We could just boot Barocca out of here, without any explanations,. "Tomorrow night, that is to say, tonight, we're going out," Hannah replied. "But I won't tell you where, when or what - that is a surprise."Catherine's eyes were shining with excitement. "Not fair!" she said with a mock-pout,"Believe me, little sister, you will have fun!" Hannah said and pulled Catherine into a close embrace. Afterwards they weren't sure who had started the kissing or who opened her mouth first. It was quiet and long and very, very intense and the feel of the other girl's. She turned her head to where her husband was furiously beating his cock and looking at us through the viewfinder. "Oh God, Rick. This is incredible. Look how he's fucking my ass, darling. This is what you wanted right, hon. Oh God, oh God, I'm so fuckin' close.......look Rick he's fucking your slut wife. I'm doing this for you honey, oh fuck......shit......fuck......I'm going to........Rick I can't.....oh fuck me, Steven, fuck my ass........yes, yes..............oooohhhhhhh!" "Cum for me.