During high school, Charmion had been awkward. She was 5′ 10′, flat as a board and was as skinny as a green bean. Her deep ebony curls were always...frizzy. Her ivory pale skin made her look sickly. Everyone made fun of her. They teased her about her height, her pale skin, and about her name. The teasing had been traumatic her freshman year. Before she had hardened she was close to suicidal. One guy, Aiden Santiago, four years older than her, had made her life hell. He was beautiful. He was 6’4. The next time he cut my hair Phillippe boldly grabbed my hand and placed it palm up under his cock. I not only stroked it openly, but I really wanted to open his fly, take out his cock and suck on it. Unfortunately my fantasy was more bold than I was and that did not happen.a woman came running in wanting to use the phone and he rushed her out so we could go back to out fun. When he was finished cutting my hair he offered me a ride home. Like the sly fox he was, he knew what going to happen. He. He still didn’t think her terrible attractive, but she was finally a person to him, and he let go of his fears of being trapped with a cutthroat lawyer for four days. For her part, Rachel enjoyed her traveling companion. Carter was a young man, probably right out of college, in the neighborhood of 24. He was tall, probably 6’2”, and slender but not skinny. He had a clean-cut crop of sandy hair atop his rectangular head, and his boyish good looks lent to his natural charm. He was surprisingly. Chicken soup would have had the same effect."I know it, baby," he arrogantly panted. "All of us cops shoot hot lead out of our pistols." I thought you police sharpshooters were supposed to aim between the eyes," I cracked, not between the lips.Unfortunately, my joke did not divert him from asking the question I most dreaded. "How was it for you?" he murmured in my ear as he worked his dick around in the sloppy goo of my cunt."Terrific – it was terrific," I lied. "You've got a marvelous cock.".