"Well sir we will have to wait a few days at least before applying the laser anywhere near those, will the weekend be okay?"I’m assuming you will wa...t platinum blonde hair? I nodded in agreement. But told her I would like wigs of jet black and fiery red hair as well, "you know, a change is as good as a rest" she laughedAs I was leaving she handed me a business card. "As you can see Sir my clientele are mostly young ladies like your daughter" I looked her straight in the eye, raising my. She wiggles her hips a little and lap at my balls inhaling my musk making her feel like she need something inside, the subtle planted thought circling around in her head.isn’t it? Like Mommy’s tongue may not be enough for her drooling pussy that she needs her daddy inside of her.The command cemented she moans and raises her hips just a little more spreading her legs wider as her pussy lips part even more ,drooling down her thigh as she looks up pleadingly at me.I slide my balls from her lips,. " OUT!" I'd like a job... with you," she added when I didn't immediately answer."How come? Isn't squeegeeing your way around America as a punk goddess enough for you?" Don't you make fun of me!" she ordered with fire blazing in her green eyes."Sorry... and just what do you think you might be able to do here?" I'm smart. What do you need? I'll do anything." Well... if I actually had an opening, and I'm not saying I do... first you'd have to fill out an application... have your references. Ruth, whoever she was, knew he would do that, dreamt that she wanted it, and that's why she wasn't wearing a bra. "Mmmm," he said, softly, as he licked and sucked her breasts. She could even smell the beer on his breath; it seemed so real, yet so strange. In her dream, she was smaller and thinner, another person, not Ruth. He got his hand inside the waistband of her jeans, and it felt so real! The tingles from her breasts, radiating through her body, and the delicious pressure of his fingers.