There were no signs of balding. She snipped and clippedand used the blow dryer, then snipped and clipped some more. To the pointit was now just touc...ing his shoulders. In her opinion, he no longerlooked like a homeless bag lady.Finally satisfied, she announced, "There we go. Much better, now," Ellenspoke with a professional air while finishing up on his hair.She put it in a manly ponytail and they all went off to bed.He was up early the next morning, nervous about the success of his. As did everyone else.Nancy and April were next, singing ‘Sisters,’ followed by all four girls singing ‘Funny Honey’ from CHICAGO... (I removed all the dialogue)APRILSometimes I’m rightSometimes I’m wrongBut he doesn’t careHe’ll string alongHe loves me soThat funny honey of mineMARYSometimes I’m downSometimes I’m upBut he follows ‘roundLike some droopy-eyed pupHe loves me soThat funny honey of mineNANCY AND JUNEHe ain’t no sheikThat’s no great physiqueLord knows, he ain’tgot the smartsBut look. He sat on the bed. He grabbed her head in his hand making her look directly into her eyes. She could see how red they had become. She was slightly concerned. Ajinkya had never been like this. He kissed her full on. Sending his tongue inside her mouth and screeching every corner of her mouth. She responded him back.However, he was hasty and powerful. He pressed her boobs hard. ‘Ah’, she mooed. He was sending waves of saliva in her mouth. He made her mouth hot. He grabbed his head again and. At least until the High Priestess went on. ‘However, that being said, you know that you cannot drag this out forever and there is a mechanism in place to take your decision from you should you linger too long, a mechanism which also suggests there is something lacking within you in terms of the Tantric Arts despite your selection and education here. An impression that will follow you always. Naama tasted bitterness at the back of her throat. ‘Yes, High Priestess.’ Her eyes were once more fully.