Harmony ended her tale as Miss Krystal parked the sedan in a handicapped space. I was too horrified to comment on the blue and white sign in front. Th... asphalt pavement was warmer than the white concrete sidewalk and I was glad that it was still morning—hot pavement didn't sear my bare feet.The first stop was a beauty salon. Miss Krystal went in the back and Harmony had her hair and nails done while I watched. Harmony's fly-away hair do was tamed into something called a "pixie." Hair styles are. Saw her car parked and she went up the stairs to my home. Then she knocked the door a few times. Then I told Kia to wait up and lying to her that my place is messy so I needed to clean the place first before opening. By lying to her, I was preparing my penis to go to war. I got it all erected just by stroking and imagining doing my sister in law super hard. A few minutes later, I was ready and open the door to let her in. Kia came in and talk to about the money and is willing to do something. John had never organised the appointment of a deputy before, and he cursed himself for not taking that precaution, though he never thought it would be necessary so soon. Tom shrugged it off; after all, he said, it was never envisaged that John would turn into a trouble-shooter, and an international one at that.They had lunch at the Griffin, which took longer than usual because it was a weekend and the staff were stretched, and on returning, they finished to their satisfaction shortly after. How he appeared as a frail angel, with his blonde hair loose and falling around his pretty face. Even seeing his small penis, pink and circumcised hanging against his plump little balls, it was sexy. He was sexy and his tits, those nipples were wonderful and just as swollen as I remembered. I had him turn around for me, so I could gaze upon his wonderfully pert ass. It was perfect to my eyes, as it had to be."Put the panties on, the pink ones," I suggested and he nodded quickly. I watched him.