"Jan's jaw dropped. When she was in Los Angeles she commented on the fact that all of the girls in the Clifford & Jamison office had beautiful hair. S...e recalled Ali saying they had a private hairdresser, Henry Hall, who was an Academy Award-winning hair stylist. She invited him into the house and he set up in the kitchen. It turned out that he carried everything he needed in his bag.He went to work on Cindy and then did Janice's hair. When he first saw Cindy's, he let out a low whistle and. Every time they made love, it was a process of unintentional discovery.Last night, was the best ever. Every night that week, they'd revisited their little technique. Each time it got a little better. Each time there was something different about it. But every time Karen came, it was the same exquisite climax.A couple of those times Catherine was able to come, too. Normally she didn't get off easily when she was on the bottom, but seeing Karen enjoy herself so much, it didn't matter. But not. She dropped them in a glass.He came in close and began to kiss her. They opened their mouths, sharing the pieces of cigarettes, pushing them back and forth. He wanted more.“How about a few more?” She nodded and took out four from the pack. His eyes went wide. She broke off the filters, and put two cigarettes into her mouth, broken end first, letting them dangle. She offered him the other two. He put them in his mouth the same way. They came in to kiss again, each maneuvering to get the other’s. Sue woodenly answered everyone's questions and made light conversation with the hairdresser. And during it all, she was thinking: Still three hours to call it off.Then, with a flourish, Mrs. Martini arrived to assist with the wedding gown; she was followed moments later by the first two bridesmaids.And, abruptly, all of the sands had run out. It was time! Sue had absolutely no cognizance of being taken to the church; in many respects it was like a condemned man spending his last hours before.