Tuesday, June 5, 2012

With Style


I am a thirty-five year old male and I have been going to this particular hair salon in my town to get a haircut and shampoo for the last five years. My stylist's name is Alicia and all the time I have known her she has been married with one child. Alicia is about thirty years old and looks great. Judging by the clothes she wears, she has a medium build with dark brown hair about mid-torso length. She has blue eyes, a straight nose, and ruby red lips. Her eyebrows are pencil-line brown and I guess her weight to be around 140. She usually wore conservative clothing so I never really got much but a tiny glimpse of her breasts, but I guessed they were medium size.

Jane's first time


Jane looked up and smiled, even though she was terrified. He reached out and held her hand, pulling her up from the couch. Jane stumbled a little bit, she was always a bit clumsy. They walked through the cream carpeted living room and up the wooden stairs to the guest bedroom.