It would be good for the girls and company for me.” “If that’s what you want,” sighed Craig, “what breed are you thinking of?” “I thoug...t perhaps a golden retriever,“ said Hailey, “I have heard good things about them,” and she had to bite back the words, “and have big cocks.” Casually as she could manage she went on, “oh and I think a rescue dog would be best, don’t want to go through the whole puppy thing.” “Good idea,” said Craig, “will leave it to you and don't forget it’s your days to drop. "I see you have followed my instructions. Stand up and let me take alook."Like the day before, Gordon almost refused but didn't dare. He got to hisfeet, the beetroot red of his face exaggerated by the white lace thatcupped his chin, and revealed his skirt in its full circle glory."Turn," ordered the boss. His head hung low as he did as he was told. Hiscerise pink skirt to below the knee revealed itself with box pleats andthe dull glossy sheen of a wool and polyester mix. "Faster, please,. I took the one furthest from the door. As I was reading the wall messages, a man came into the stall next door who I assumed was a trucker. He lowered his pants, but didn’t sit. He had the biggest cock I think I ever saw, and he just started jacking it to the point that it started to get hard. I leaned closer to the wall to get a better look, and that got his attention, as he turned toward the hole between us and stuck his cock in the hole. I could not resist this thick, fleshy, uncut cock! I. I meekly walk to the car with Sandra and Alexandra to get my hair doneand my ears pierced. While driving Sandra says, "When we get in thesalon you better not give any indication that you don't want prettycurls are you don't want to be a girl or else, get it sissy."I nodded.We find the place and Alexandra goes away while Sandra takes me in. Iam a 12-year-old boy walking into a hair salon with bright long pinkfingernails and a full face of makeup. The makeup isn't overdone, it isjust right..