"I'll make some tea," she said and disappeared into the kitchen.I quickly dressed and joined her."Sleep well?" I asked.I was just making conversation ...and trying not to look at her partially exposed tits, her PJ top had one too many buttons undone."Yes thanks fine, you?" she replied."Fine," I replied, "That's until I awoke." Oh yeah, sorry about that," she chuckled, it was mesmerising watching her tits wobble as she laughed, "been sleeping too long with fellers, anyway you've got nothing to be. "She'd be swatting each and every one of them," said Joanne. "She's alesbian, and her girlfriend has some nice hair too." So, neither is the butch type then?" asked Carol."Not in the slightest."said Joanne. "Well, better be off. See youtomorrow." See ya," said Carol.When she got home, Joanne told the others about the chance ofparticipating in this hair styling championship."Have you been asked to do it yet?" asked Laura."We've been told to put in a good week in order to put our namesforward,". I only saw my own reflection in a faded dimension, with the dark reflection of Gwen's superbly sculpted butt hovering beneath it. Not a bad view at all.I was breathing heavily, shock having the dual effect of adding to the horniness and also distracting my mind from the desire to cum. In fact, after I'd reconciled what I'd just seen with some vague sense of morality, I decided it was a GOOD thing and thought what the hell, it will teach her to peep in windows.I pulled Gwen up and made her. She smart girl. Better she not stay here.”“She thinks you want to come back.”Ning nodded. “Let her think.”Stone almost smiled. He considered whether or not to tell Nikki about her mother’s subtle ruse, but in the end, he decided she probably knew much more about the way Ning’s mind worked than he ever would.“You a good friend, Stone. To me. To her, too. She wanna be a big whore. Think everybody love to fuck a whore. Now she your whore. You love her like an angel-whore.”“She started sleeping in.