‘How about you come in on Christmas eve day and we’ll do something special with your hair?’ She took one of your hands and lifted it in hers and...looked at it. ‘You should have a manicure and pedicure. You could make a special Christmas gift of yourself, dear.’ ‘I don’t know anything about those things.’ ‘I’ll call you next week. I’ll show you the ropes.’ You both giggled again and she fussed with your hair a little more. ‘You are very pretty. You look like a C-cup.’ ‘Yes.’ Lynn expertly chose a. I remembered most of what happened that day in Pearl’s. That probably explained why Kari-Sarah had relegated her legal father to second class citizenship; if in fact she actually had, and, at least for the moment, I did believe her.I had gotten to know “Sarah” over the many months before the “second” bad day: I did see her as a woman of good character, but there was always the other thing. Sometimes people lie to make other people feel good when the real truth would make them feel real bad.. I opened my mouth and kissed him back. We made out for about 5 minutes all the time grinding our cocks against each other. I couldn’t believe how excited I was to be French kissing another dude. All I could think about was not stopping this kissing session. We made out and hugged for about 15 minutes and then he said he wanted to fuck me. I had not done any more that sucking cock and was not real crazy about letting someone fuck me so I told him I had no experience and if I was to, I would. ”“Coffee?” the waitress asked.We both nodded and after writing down our orders on her pad, she went to turn them in. About a minute later, she was back with our coffees.“So, how have you been for the past twenty-five years?” Megan asked.I laughed, “It’s a long story!”“No kidding! And a very small world. Do your parents still have Dalmatians?”“No. The last time we had a dog was when we lived in California. We didn’t take Lady or Princess with us when we moved to Tucson. They went to live with my.