I was styling my hair when Tamara stepped out. She looked at me and said, "Why don't you meet me at the shop today and I'll cut your hair?" That sound... nice, but if you cut it here, clothes could be optional." I don't want the mess. Maybe someday I'll surprise you."Lena dropped her robe and looked over her shoulder at me with that "you want it, don't you'" look. She wiggled her ass at me and stepped into the shower. Mr. Happy started to wave so I left to get dressed. Afterwards I took my coffee. Completely inappropriate though it seemed for his chosenprofession, it served a purpose. As Jelynn brushed the hair away from hisface, to begin creating a thick braid, Terise began to attach smalltablets, a centimeter square of ivory, silver, gold, copper, brass, orsteel. Personal marks of those he had defeated in his career, it wasthese that demanded his hair be so long, for all to fit. They only leftenough length in which to weave a metal weight, that with a sudden spincould leave an opponent. After a while I was chatting to some random girls who had their faces covered, doing shots out of their belly buttons and making out with them. I took one of them upstairs, to one of the free bedroom which are up there and started making out with them again, feeling their ass and gently rubbing there pussy. The girl moaned in my mouth as I rubbed her pussy harder, pushing harder on her clit and squeezing her tits. I pulled her out of the tiny top she was wearing (I forget what the outfit was. "Let's take the wine in the living room and finish it there, Martin," she suggested and she and I went in with our glasses while the girls cleaned up.I was telling her about one of the meetings that afternoon as her daughters came in the room and both sat on the floor leaning back on the sofa their mother was on.As we were talking, Sara leaned back and put her knees up. It took me a second to realize that she was wearing panties, they were tiny thongs, almost nonexistent, really, and she was.