...i roll down down my window, forgetting my huge hangers were exposed, my shorts were at my knees AND A DIRTY CONDOM WITH DIRTY CUM IS ALL OVER MY FA...E.....a guy with dirty white hair, old in washed smelly clothes, and over all dirty hygiene asked if I was okay. I said yes, I think. I was still panting. Without even asking or saying a word to me, this dirty man plunged one finger into my pussy hole and felt around, going knuckles deep, then slipped his muffle finger deep into my musty asshole.. I feel her whole body her breasts pushing my chest her stomach, flat and toned, touching mine, her hips pushing against mine, her crotch grinding against mine. Soon I have once again gotten a boner and she notices this, pushing away slightly and glancing down at my cock stuck between us at an odd angle. I laugh and reach down picking her up and carrying her into the shower. We brush our lips together and she smiles, as I put her back to the wall. I adjust the show so the water is pouring over. He than put on hisblazer and walks out to his bedroom.His mom clasped her hands and said, "Mandy will love you tomorrow andthis is the way you should look. Unfortunately, I believe you shouldcut your hair and really trim up your beard."He looked at himself in the mirror and couldn't believe what he saw, buthe almost he didn't recognize himself.He said, "Mom the beard and the hair stays I almost don't recognizemyself. I am looking like some city feller."His mom looked at him exasperated and. "At that, all the girls in the salon slowly started chanting, "The works,the works, the works." The chanting rose in a crescendo with eachiteration until a vision appeared before me and slipped her arm throughmine and started leading me into the salon."Hi, I'm Heather, the salon coordinator. I'll also be doing your hairtoday. Please, come with me." As the chanting continued, I askedHeather what it was about. "Oh, it's just a bit of girly fun. Wheneversomebody is going for a total.