The trim didn't takemuch away in length. My mother's hair was completely rolled while I wasstill in the process. She came over to me and patted my han...."How many rollers will you use on him, Miss Vickie?" I just finished number 25 and think their will be about seven more togo. I have made the rollers very close and very tight. He will have amass of curls to work with later."Soon she was done. But instead of putting me directly under a dryer, shesaid that for a boy like me, she wanted to have a. Dana gave Jason twice the amount of money he asked for and she told him to get as much of the stuff as he could. Jason left and she quickly went to her room, trying to find something nice to wear, that would turn Jason on, but nothing overly revealing. "Oh Lord, what in the world am I doing?" she whispered and sat at her dressing table.Jason was her son, but this was so fun and exciting. Dana was lonely and craved a man's comfort, charms and the need to be loved. She thought about her son and. The second martini before dinner was probably a mistake. But her boss had gotten it for her. It would have been impolite to say, no. Politeness probably would not have been in question if she had reacted to him putting his hand on her exposed lower back. A flinch. A chastising look. Something. But all she managed was gooseflesh and a smile. It was good that she pushed his hand away at dinner when he stroked her thigh under the table. But when the hand returned a few minutes later, she only. I again stretched my hand towards her waist,but this time caught hold of her left nipple and started pulling her towards bed.I could make out that she was enjoying the scene and her pain.She jerked suddenly and her sweaty nipple escaped my fingers’ hold.“Pull me aadristh! What are you waiting for?” she said with a grin on her face.This time I repeated my act,but caught hold of the bushy tendrils between her thighs.I was tight enough to not let her escape.I started pulling them …” ohhh.Aadristh.