" He found himself happier after that, it was nice to have a break from being sad about Becky, still, meeting with his friends would change that very ...quickly.Nero sipped his Pale Ale in the Chestnut Pub, "You know what? fuck that bitch!" Aaron cried, his seat nearly flying away behind him "Oh Christ, here we go." Nero thought, taking another sip of the earthy elixir, Maxwell an Irishman born and bred, piped up next"Yeah mate, always thought she was a slag anyway!" Max spoke with nearly as much. We sit for a few more minutes, then I get out of bed and hit the shower.As I come out of the shower, James is sitting at his make-up tableputting on his make-up, wearing an alice band to keep hair out of hisface. I quietly chuckle at the fact that I'm pairing male pronouns withwords I never have - his make-up, his skirt, his large hoop earrings.As I'm getting dressed he starts blow drying and brushing his hair.James turns off his hair dryer, and starts to put his hair in a bun. Isubtly watch. She said that it would only hurt for a split second, I then felt a sharp pain as if my head was being pulled off of my body, and then a more intensive pain like a million needles jabbing into my head. Then it was all over, she lifted the machine off of my head and I looked into the mirror, "OH MY GOD" I said, as I looked at the beautiful red wavy curls of hair cascading off of my head. "Do you like it?" Julie asked me, I responded "I love it, I can't believe that it's my own hair". I kept on. I felt what seemed to be a dildo tip teasing my pussy. The dildo was slowly slit into me. It wasn’t a huge dildo but it wasn’t small. I’d guess it was about 6 inches. Lexington was slowly sliding the dildo in and out. I felt so helpless and so humiliated but the mood was perfect. I really started to get in the mood and started to fight the restraints. I was about to reach my second orgasm then Lexington pulled the dildo out.?Not yet bitch. Don’t move.?Lexington walked out of the room and left.