I nodded myapproval since it was not a choice for me to decide.Mummy drove to the salon in her battleship Cadillac. We joked andgiggled in the back s...at.The salon was no longer a foreign environment to me it was now a placefor camaraderie and comfort.I was first to go into Susan's room for waxing and my facial while Missywent over to Ruth's to have his corset adjusted and discuss his new brasize. Mummy was having her roots done by Betty.While Susan was waxing the backside of my legs she made. .. suck my cock, slut... Let me play with your pussy."Mike kept wetting his fingers. The tight little virgin hole was really getting well lubed by his spit. Meanwhile, Alex kept sucking. Moaning like a little sissy. Shivering as his cherry was being teased by Mike."I warn you, baby. It's not my fault if you open up like a pussy." Mike spat on his fingers once more and penetrated the lubed hole deeply."Awe, Mike,... Ouch... ahh fuck... Take it slow, man... I have never been...", grunted Alex in. ”“Can you make those old-fashioned keys?”I shook my head, “We don’t have any blanks and our machine can’t cut them. We send people to Cincinnati or Columbus if they need those. I don’t think I’ve seen one in the three years I’ve worked here. John only told me about them so I’d know what to do if someone showed up with one.”“Do you know how to pick a lock?”I laughed, “I’m no criminal and I’m not a locksmith. And no, I don’t know how to hot-wire a car!”“So what good are you?” Amelia teased.“If. It was Alana's turn now. She came up behind me, pulled down my panties, and jammed two fingers in my pussy. I gasped with excitement. James came in front of me again. "I didn't say you could stop, slut!" he yelled as he grabbed my head and thrusted his cock in my mouth again. I moaned onto his cock sending little vibrations up his shaft. He groaned while he fucked my throat. He pulled away abruptly, probably to stop himself from cumming. Alana stopped fingering me too. James picked me up and.