I can't remember the name of the girl who used to cut my hair, but I used to do photography for her. No, not that sort, I mean portrait work of her a...nd her chap and their k**s.I shall call her Tracy. I was single at the time and I was in for a haircut on a Saturday morning. I was waiting whilst Tracy was putting up the looOOng and lustrous ash-blonde hair of a girl on the other side of the shop. Tracy, as ever, tried to weave the conversation she was having into a group conversation with. "Wow," she breathed, her breath a rush of air that emptied her lungs in that one syllable.He looked past the left side of her head, and she turned it to find his script right there, in his hand. It must have been pressed to her head first, and then her shoulder, and she'd never felt it at all!"Now that was a kiss," he said.Her next line was supposed to be "Can we do that again?" but they stopped, because she was panting too hard, and was in both no shape and no mood to read from the script.. That means that plaintiffs usually have to pay somecosts up front, and that means that only plaintiffs with very deeppockets and very high pain tolerance ride it to the end."And, as he'll tell you, there is an inherent risk in bringing adefamation suit in terms of public perception: if the plaintiff loses thecase, the public tends to assume that the libel was in fact true, andthat's often an even more hurtful outcome. That said, there are certainpublishers, and this is one of them, who are. You head for the ladies toilets, and I follow at the opportune moment and skip in and find you in one of the cubicles.On closing the door you turn and grab hold of me pushing me up against the wall, kissing me hard on the lips, while my hand massages your breast through your blouse, I can feel the already hardening nipples through the material. Pulling the shirt up, you lift your bra out the way, so that I can bend my head to suckle on your hard buds, running my tongue hungrily over the surface.