Jimmy's pretty lips were smiling the entire time his scalp and long hair were being shampooed, rinsed, conditioned and rinsed again. The shampoo girl ...wrapped a towel around his hair and led him to one of the chairs at a styling station.The name tag on the blonde that removed the towel and begancombing out his long auburn hair read, "CLARA". "JANET" rolled a cart over to begin working on Jimmy's fingernails. As his hair was wound up on large diameter rollers, the pink nail polish was removed. It would be completely inappropriate, not to mention illegal.” She wouldn’t back down, “I wouldn’t tell anyone. I wouldn’t do it to brag to my friends. I’d do it just to graduate… and because I think you’re a hot guy too.” “What?” I asked, rather enjoying the stroking of my ego. “Yeah, my girls and I talk about you at lunch. I even told them that I think about you when I… you know…” she hesitated then finished, “…play with myself.” My brain was screaming ‘no’ but my. " Brusque, his voice deep and rumbling. No nonsense, just business, once and once only, no complications, no relationship. Just sex, dirty paid for sex between a customer and a whore.I slid into the seat, my coat opening fully. Giving him a full and clear view of the tight fitting red velvet that sheathed my body. He looked across at me without expression, his eyes travelling up and down my body as if I was nothing more than a piece of meat. For the purposes of the plan that was all I was."You. I fantasized about her often, but have always been a bit scared to bring the possibility of us having a sexual relationship up. She could either really want it, or not. She was only a little overweight with some of the nicest breasts in school. Her ass is nice, apparently not my favorite, but attractive nonetheless. That’s all I know about her body right now, but I hoped to see more. The next day, at school, we agreed to hang out that afternoon at lunch. I planned on bringing the subject up,.