I slowly turned to face Mrs. Jones and began to walk directly towards her. I could tell that she sensed something was going to happen as she began to ...idget her hair with her long supple fingers. As I approached I had not for one second shifted my eyes from her. She, on the other hand quickly looked away as soon as she noticed my staring at her. She blushed and asked me if I needed anything. "Yes ma'am, I seem to be out of water and would like to get some more." I brushed by her without waiting. I just need to go to bed.”After a very short goodbye and exchanged words of love, our unusually quick call ended. It felt strange. It seemed neither one of us were made to be apart.Saturday night was an exceptionally restless night. I was miserable. Our call upset me and all I wanted was Beth in my arms. I awoke Sunday morning and felt sick from working myself up all night. I never missed church, but that day I did. Beth would be home by 2 in the afternoon, and I couldn’t calm myself down from. Just as she finished peeing, an older gentleman came in. I told Kim to dry her pussy with the hot air dryer on the wall. I even told her to put one foot up on the sink. That really spread her legs wide. That old guy got a story to tell his wife and friends.I paid our bill, tipped the waiter very well, and then I walked Kim out of the restaurant. As we passed the older gentleman and his wife I had Kim wish him a good night. That made his evening.I told her to follow me in her car to my house. I. Now you get to be seriously beautiful, too.But I'm not done. Remember, you wanted braided hair for your showtonight." Oh, yeah, that's right - I almost forgot. But Pocahontas is kind oflike a movie star, isn't she? Maybe this is the right look after all ...come to think of it, she doesn't have braids in the Disney movie, doesshe?"Karen thought for a moment. "You're right, Sandy, she doesn't - so whatdo you want to do? Go as you are now?" Uh, not really - girls with long hair are always supposed.