The room had a full length mirror whichgave John the opportunity to admire himself as he twirled and flounced inthis old fashioned outfit. Something h...wever was not quite right, ofcourse, his hair.! He quickly scoured the box contents recalling feelingsomething hairy and sure enough there was a grey wig in an old ladypermed style. Standing in front of the mirror again he donned the wig,fussing with it until he felt happy and then stood back to review theeffect.John was amazed and pleased at. "I'd like to kiss and lick this too." No! You'd kiss there?"I moved my hand right over the center of her bottom. "Yes, and stick my tongue in there and make you feel so good!" Oh... oooohhh! I... I can't... believe... you'd do... that," she stammered."Oh, yes, I would," I responded. I moved that hand up to cup her breast. "And I'd love to kiss and suckle this too." You would? You don't know how much they droop though." I don't care. They are still beautiful to me. I want them!" You do? You. .he missed. She ducked under the cuff, pulling the arm she already had a hold of hard and threw him over her shoulder and onto a table. Luckily it was empty, as his weight broke it into flinders and the whole thing crashed to the ground.I looked at her, dumbfounded."Pilates," she said for explanation, and turned as his three buddies rushed us from the pool table area.After "Jessica" had rabbit punched the first reinforcement in the stomach and connected a kick to the second one's face that. Like I said, this is my impression of them. Have I met the other two? Hell, I can’t even remember their names.”“Alexandra Wilshire and Katelyn Gorman,” Hailey said with a frown. “Is that really what you think of me? I picked them because I could get something from them?”Phil shrugged.“It’s what I thought of you,” he said. “Only you know if I’m right or not. I was giving an outsider’s impression. I mean, I met Tiffany and Chelsea last night. You do dominate them. You gave Chelsea the evil eye.