Shall we, Belle?” I grab her hand as she reaches up to me. Standing beside her I notice her height. She’s much shorter than I am. Though that work... perfectly for what I have planned!Once we arrive to the room I notice my duffel bag still sitting on the bed. I guess I never moved it as I had meant to before leaving. Belle is looking around as if she’d never been in a room similar to this before. Kind of cute in a way. I grab the bag and place it in the closet beside the bathroom as she walks. " Clare said, and suddenly noticed Annie's face turning red. Her once happy smile turning into a look of embarrassment, almost shameful."What's wrong?" Clare asked. Annie seemed hesitant to answer, and stared out the window a bit, before letting out a long sigh. "Remember how parents are around here? No sex until you're married, all that other crap that they feed you." Annie started to say. "Like any naive country bumkin, I wanted to see what it was like in the big world. To see what the large. I'm sure your imaginations can supply MANYmore details, than my ability to present them here, can. I also realizethat MY own experiences in a salon have been a total of one, so anyexplanations _I_ could supply would only be those gathered from otherstories, so....read on. Sorry.It seemed like no time at all before I was pronounced 'finished' byNancy and the other girls there. My makeup had been done to a T, mynails sanded, polished, finished and sealed, my hair doing things hairwas NEVER. These guys were young enough to have the stamina to go multiple times. We fucked throughout the night and I’m pretty sure they each used all of my holes at least once. It was four in the morning when I called the taxi for the ride home. They even pooled some money together to pay for my cab fair. How nice of them. I washed up in the bathroom as best as I could before leaving. My makeup was a mess and I did the best to get the cum out of my hair. Nobody knew what happened to my panties and I.