...."OMG, What is that guy up to," Mrs. Myers said surprised to her stylistas she saw the young feminized man enter the salon.The stylist looked up to...see what she was referring to as sherepositioned Mrs. Myers head for the next perm rod."Oh that's Sally," she said grinning, picking up another perm rod."Sally? That's a guy right?" Oh yes. He's a guy alright. He's a regular of ours. He usually comes infor a shampoo and set two or three times a month. He likes to be calledSally, so we call him. Whenever I look at her, I see her running across endless wide plains; an image of grace and beauty. But in my mind’s eye, Chalissa is always running away from me because that’s the view of her body I enjoy the most.” He said and turned her around in his arms. “Look at her butt, it’s marvelous. Two perfectly round protruding hemispheres without a crease or an ounce of fat. Taut skin on defined muscles, Chalissa’s ass is a flawless beauty.”His big white hands on her dark skinned buttocks were. Robert quickly took his finger out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of great frustration, but thought better about saying anything. Robert only showed her his middle finger, one used to bring her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.?Lick it off? he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger, as if she would a penis. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.Robert took off his pants. He grabbed Kristen’s throat and squeezed. Kristen. "High enough nobody down there notices us, but still we need to be able to see what's there, OK, First Officer?"Thus far Igwanda approved; there was no point to advertising their presence and interest to the natives below, and it was well to fine-tune their estimates about where the two parties would contact each other. He kept the rest of his feelings to himself for the moment, but was growing ever more concerned about the major's plans.The day had started off smoothly enough. Igwanda had.