As she bent Down a bit caught the edge of her nighty and lift it as if she is wiping the sweat on her forehead she showed me her pussy. I can’t beli...ve me but it was only for a few seconds before I came to sense she covered herself and was back to normal. I’m sure she had a clean shave just few hours before. It was a black pussy but a little puffy may be she was in a good mood. But since I wanted to see it again very patient I again singled her to show but she was not willing but she never. I stepped into the shower and tried to shut off the valve. It really was stuck. I revolved the temperature dial back and forth then tried the flow valve again. Suddenly, the shower stopped and I realised I was soaked through. We both laughed heartily. The comic situation had struck Tina too, but her laughter was also a necessary relief from her emotional state. Tina clung to me then and cried again. This time her tears were joyous and not out of anguish. I kissed her forehead gently. Words were. Lets go ahead and go into the shop. This used to be a three car garage.’ Brad opened the door to the shop and we walked in. On the right hand side was two cutting areas with hydraulic chairs. To the right of the chairs there was a door that lead to the outside. The whole back wall, where the garage doors use to be, was a large room where he did all his chemical work. On the left side of the room was four shampoo bowls. Still on the left side was a changing room. I walked into the changing. ‘The Master does not know and what he does not know — well, it most certainly does make one feel much, much better.’ She purred in a soft, alluring tone. ‘Well — perhaps you could kiss me, that couldn’t hurt,’ Ida smiled, not quite sure why she was being so complacent. Angelique leaned in and kissed her cheek, brushed her dark hair away and turned Ida’s face to her own. She kissed her Master’s younger sister, sweetly and slowly, letting the kiss linger and when she pulled away, both women.