You giggle. The proximity of her, so close to you right in front of me as she touches up the corners of your lips with the deep red paint, bringing th...t dirty heat to the surface. Her in white satin. Your white satin. I noticed it's familiar as I see the waistband over the hips. The lacy matching bra and the way the panties show off the hips waking up a primal instinct. The urge to just fucking own you confusing me because the fine lingerie clings not to your precious curves, but to her. Beautifully long sculpted legs. Legs he had no trouble imagining wrapping tightly around his waist as he took her over one peek after another. A dusty bright yellow t-shirt that came to a stop at the top of simple pink cotton boy-short panties. The silky red curls covering her perfect heaven showing through the pink panties. Her pale toned arms wrapped protectively around her middle. The freefall tangle of fiery red hair cascading to her shoulder blades and a face that would make even angels. After he finished the routine, hesat me up and studied me."Its okay, Mr. Kenneth," I assured him. "I understand that there is notmuch you can do with a unisex cut. I have to go back to school as aboy. But thank you for trying."Mr. Kenneth stood back and looked down his nose at me."Mr. Kenneth can do nothing? You think so? Wait and see my dear Jennywhat Mr. Kenneth can do."Mr. Kenneth proceeded to trim my hair. It had gotten longer andshaggier. When he was finished he turned me to the mirror.. . bathing suit."She reluctantly pushed away from him as she blushed, and then frowned and turned to Martha."What if he goes back to sleep ... like last time?" she asked.Martha pushed her toward the door. "That's the last thing you need to put on the poor man's mind. He's been through enough without having to worry about resting after a long day. You'll be here for breakfast, along with the rest of them, I imagine. He'll either be awake by then, or not. Now leave him be."Martha's practical.