"Of course, Emily wouldn't think that this was dramatic, it was probablyher standard type of haircut, given how her hair was similarly blownout."Right..... this isn't dramatic at all," Taylor muttered, then turned tothe stylist. "Thank you." Don't mention it," the stylist replied. "You girls have a good day." We definitely will now!" Emily smiled as they left the salon.Taylor was shocked at how easy it was to make even him believe that helooked like a girl. And he wasn't even wearing any makeup. I did. Your spread thighs look like a creamy white canvass, on which I’ll create a stinging, painful masterpiece. One small cut on the left thigh, one on the right… A slightly longer drag of the blade… When I started I was closer to your knees, but now each poke and slice brings me closer to your pussy. I lay the blade against your cunt lips, not cutting, but so you can feel the cold metal against your clit. Without any real warning I lift your legs and push them back over your head, as far as. There stood a pizza delivery guy, with 3 pizza boxes. Bill came into the living room, signing the ticket as Ally took the boxes to the kitchen. As he turned to leave, another delivery man appeared with two large brown bags of Chinese food. Again, Bill signed the ticket. Coming up the walk was a delivery girl from the salad place, carrying a large plastic container of greens and a bag of condiments. Ally stood behind Bill and just stared. Bill turned to Allison and smiled sheepishly, ‘I didn’t. His hand moved from my thigh to my waist and pulled me on his lap. He grinds my hips into his and kisses me deeply with tongue. I pulled away and caught my breath.“I’m on your lap and I don’t even know your last name.” I breathe out.“Jacobsen”“Alright we can continue now.” I say and go in for another kiss.We make out for a while until I go and grab his cock as he’s hovering above me.“You’re one eager college girl.” He remarks.“I’m not in college.”“High school?” He asks. I nod and he gets off of.