“Yeah, let’s do it.” I wanted a piece of her. Xxx I grabbed her waist and twisted her so that one leg was over my shoulder and her stomach was facing Jen. She pulled her shirt over her head and glanced at the curtain that separated us from the other customers before unfastening her bra behind her back a letting it drop to the floor. Then it’s settled!” I exclaimed. I mean, I can keep cutting your hair, but for a hundred dollars more I could do a real job on you… Jen looked at Lauren for approval. They were soft. professional. When I sat in the chair, Jen was managing two middle aged women for a dye job and shampoo. She stuck outa hip and said, “We just have to keep this… “Thanks.” she said almost giggling at the ridiculous situation.
