On the wayhome I stopped and bought a curling iron. What was happening to me?When I showed up at Heidi's salon with my hair curled, she absolutelybeam...d! She asked me what was going on and I had to confess that I reallyliked curling my hair. We chatted about my style and how it went over atthe bank. The manager didn't say anything about it, but all of the girlsreally liked it. She finished trimming my hair, but instead of using thedryer, she began to put my hair up in rollers! I began to. "We're just going to go for a little ride. I'll even pay your way back home - no harm in that, is there?" he asked, and for a moment it seemed like a logical way to look at it. I got in the cab and he shut the door behind him. We started to drive, and the hand resumed its play on my thigh, this time moving more liberally, sometimes moving up and grabbing my throbbing cock, sometimes pressing a finger against my asshole. At some point I was aware of being on the Williamsburg bridge, but I was. " She arched her eyebrow to see if I understood."That bad, huh?"Now she is smiling, her head bouncing 'yes'. "I am better now, Lita. You do not have to hold me like I'm a baby."Yes, I still had her in my arms."Sister kiss?" Brindy asked."Sister kiss," I replied. A little kiss on the lips, it is enough."I want you to be my sister, whatever," Brindy said. "I was scared that you would not want to be my friend after you left last night." No, Brindy," I said. "I left because I must understand. So I agreed. Also I figured if something went down, I was positive I could kick his ass. We arrived at the parking lot and I parked the car in the rear in the dark. When I parked, I noticed another car with an old guy receiving a blow job from a younger guy…a really younger guy. But who am I to judge? I unzipped his pants, took out that hose of a cock and began sucking. As I was sucking him, I took off my pants and underwear and climbed on top of him…bareback. As previously mentioned, I.