I felt bad about my dad laughing at me but I was relieved that I'd get tokeep my hair long. And you better believe I was excited by the idea ofgettin... my hair cut in a beauty parlor. So like I said, it was a weirdmoment for me, but not as weird as actually sitting in the chair next tomy mom as two women did our hair.Not surprisingly, I was the only boy in the salon, although there was onegirl there who was about my age, except a little older like fifteen orsixteen. Everyone else in the store. I took my wife to work then waited for Dennis to arrive.Soon after 1pm there was a knock on the door, there stood Dennis, 6'2", thin and a black man. I led him through the house to where the car was parked and after a look round we came to an agreed price he said "That'll do nicely for my wife". I offered him a drink as he gave me the money and we sat down at the table talking about families etc.As we sat he said "Well I'll have to be going soon" as he stood up his crotch was on level with my. Hearing my words causes you to subconsciously lick your lips. And I start to imagine your tongue in other places. Wait ... who is turning on whom?Ding.You see my candy cane clenched and held in between my lips, as my fingers squeeze my taut, suckable nipples. Your hand regretfully abandons your cock so you can touch the screen to zoom in on the picture. I wonder which part you enlarged? My delicious mouth licking what you wish was your cock or my pinched nipples squeezed by what you wish were. .. And the one person who, who I thought might be it..." He sniffed to clear his nose. "She's gone. And when I look at ... Well, I mean, look at my life. I never had that kind of love growing up; my parents were like Caitlyn's. Maybe not quite as bad, but ... They still used their love for me to manipulate me, to control me. The idea of unconditional love ... Of someone who loves me without having an agenda ... I'm just not sure I can believe in it." I can understand that," said Meredith. "My.