‘Leave your drink, lunch is on me,’ she said, hauling him along like a trophy. Ryan had gone into Buffalo the previous day to have his almost ches...nut-colored hair shaped and combed back, the top had been left long to hide the beginning of a balding spot. He’d purchased a gray suit and was wearing that and a new cream shirt. The top button was undone and the knot of the gaudy yellow and red wide tie hung low, so perhaps he looked not unlike a gigolo. When Mrs Hungerford let his hand go he. "I have to admit, this *is* very exciting for me too." It is?!" It immediately made me feel better to hear that.Jenny's look told me she was up to something. "And you know what else..." No." I answered, feeling all pins and needles."I'm not done *yet* making you excited!"With that her lips dove into my neck, kissing it up and down and up and down some more. "MMMMMMM-HHHMMM. Don't you simply *adore* having your neck smooched?!" Jenny had both her hands tightly woven into my hair, making it. ’ As I turned around I found myself staring into her rich,green eyes.‘Hello!’ I responded as my insides began to do flip-flops. ‘I’m sorry we didn’t get to talk much when we first met atuniform supply. Would you like to get a drink after you get offwork?’‘Sure, I get off at midnight. Meet me in the parking lot at12:15’ she said.The rest of my shift dragged on, like time was standingstill. At 10:45 pm when I got off, I ran home, quickly showered andchanged clothes and drove down to the jail. I. She applied somelotion to soothe my skin and smiled a bit at my excitement. I started torise but she pushed me back down and said to stay as she wasn't quitedone.Cynthia moved to the end of the bed and with a tiny comb she went throughmy eyebrows and trimmed them down with some tiny scissors. I then feltthe warm wax on my eyes and gasped."Oh don't worry so much, lot of guys get their brows done these days.They wont be too thin, trust me." When she finished showed me in a handmirror. They.