"You're all tense again," said Mrs. Malter. "You're having another one of those days aren't you? I wish you'd let Dr. Renshaw take a look at you."Will...iam Malter remained silent as they drove into the city and eventually arrived at Mrs. Malter's hair salon. "Now while I'm getting my hair done I want you to buy yourself some overshoes," she said. "I don't wear overshoes," Willie replied meekly. She sighed impatiently at her husband. "Willie, we've been through this," she said, getting out of the. He was sitting there, with a wry smirk on his face, stroking his hard-on which, I couldn’t help but notice, was an impressive 9” long.I shrieked in surprise “Shane, what are you doing home?!?!”“I finished mid-terms early this week, so thought I’d come home for a few days before next semester begins.” As he said this, he continued stroking his cock, and said “Now, I have some questions for you!”I said “How long have you been sitting there in the dark?”He said “Ever since I heard the car in the. "So, what's happening today, Emily?" she smiled."Well, it's not quite the same old same old," Emily told her, and explained Vicky was having her baby as they spoke.Just then Mike Daugherty came rushing in. "Emily, you got a TV?" he asked excitedly. "Turn it on!"There was a small color TV under the counter. It was rarely turned on during the day -- it was bad business practice, and Sharon didn't like the clerks watching it anyway, but in the long, slow hours of the early morning it sometimes. He grabs me from my waist, lifts me in his arms, and then puts me on the bed. Then there, he starts to kiss my boobs and lick the nipples. Then he turns me back and opens my bra, and starts kissing my back till my waist. Then he bites on my ass and again turns me in front.He started to smell my pussy which was already wet, by his touching and kissing. I asked him to take out his dick and fuck me. He does take his dick out, but instead of putting it inside my pussy he places it between my boobs.