Kailash introduced himself before turning his head telling Manoharlal his son’s name. “This little guy’s name is Suresh but I usually call him E...nstein!” The young papa said smiling. “Sit down Papa,” the boy said. “He loves telling me what to do and do you know what? I think I follow orders quite well. I’ll leave you be so you can read your book, nice meeting and speaking with you Kailash,” Manoharlal said turning taking his seat beside his young son.Kailash chuckled placing his book on his. I tried as hard as I could to walk like a man would. I passed a mirror in the hallway and stopped to fix my hair. MY HAIR! I now had shoulder length, thick, full, beautiful, golden, blonde hair. I stumbled backward in shock. I could hardly see me anymore in my reflection. I started repeating again, reality check, I am a guy, not gay, not a freak, and not a GIRL!All the way to the beauty shop, I was swinging my hair back and forth and touching it. I could not believe what was. It was just getting awkard when suddenly she released and moaned in my ear while drawing her toung around it. She told me that it had been amazing but she needed a ciggarette. I slid out of her and we both got up, slowly recovering from almost 45min of sitting when I noticed I was hard with wood and people were all around us. I turned into her now caring about shoving my prick into her while hiding it from everyone one else. We walked away from the fire and she had a ciggarette in her mouth. I think if he gets out of prison, he’ll do his damnedest to take Spurgeon away from you, either in toto or client by client. He and Matheson together could cause you real trouble. Are there others loyal to your dad?”“Yes, but that loyalty waned quite a bit because he’s a rapist, a child-abuser, and a kiddie-porn purveyor; at least according to them. My friends weren’t children, no matter what the government says.”“Would any of those who were loyal in the past go with him?”“Maybe one or two.”“I.