" We both laughed. "I just wish I could see more of him, Karen," she complained. "I'm living with my brother and his wife and kids, and they're very s...trict about me and boys. It's worse because I was in reform school for a while. They don't want me to tell anybody around here why I'm not with my parents in the States. But, that's a traditional Chinese family. I'm proud of my heritage, despite that." You know, now that I think about it, Angel becoming a guy makes sense," I said. "She was a daddy. So I arrived home with a new hair style, not just a cut, the man who did it insisted. Since my hair was very then, he also tried to convince me to buy a lot of crap to make it appear thicker. I knew better than to waste my money. I had been there before and as I told him it was my first shampoo and set.Since it was so thin, I could just wash it and towel it pretty much dry for a styling. Again no special crap needed on it. Once in a while I might put a little mineral oil on my hands, wiped it. It’s pretty quiet for a Sunday with only bird song and the smell of BBQ’s to disturb the tranquillity. I’m laid on my front and I’ve been drifting in and out of sleep for the last 30 mins. I’m so relaxed and a little tipsy. I turn over, sit up, take another sip of my drink, lay back and close my eyes.I hear the neighbour frantically trying to open (or close, I can’t tell) their window so I open my eyes to see what’s going on. In the window I see Jason, the middle aged husband of Sara, trying to. You know, it’s not fair that the females show no outward signs of their arousal. Men should be equipped with the nose of a bloodhound. Now that would be fair!Everyone oohed and ahhhed over our double California King setup. I must admit it was quite cool, covered in the sheen of sexy, slippery black satin. The lighting was dimmed, candles were lit all around, romantic-type music played softly, exotic incense was burning and, the pièce de résistance, a ceiling mirror as large as the two beds. The.