So much when I snapped back to reality realizing my dick was getting hard, with no underwear and in this lose fitting pants it was becoming very clear.... When she stood up and she step behind me and I felt a little relieved that maybe she didn’t see my hardon. From behind me she went to measure my waits, putting both of her hands around me, as she laid the tape against me her hand brushed the head of my hardon. There was no mistaking it now I thought, I was so embarrassed. To my surprise when. He would probably not need luck to get this far. I calculated his probability of success as 99.3% to reach the dam. The overall chance that he would reach the pickup point was 84.8%. Still good. The probability that he would do so without being hurt in some way was somewhat less: 68.1%. I decided not to try and further specify the probabilities. I did not like the trend.Good luck, Zeus, indeed.We rolled to the traffic control point, and Arti flashed her false ID to a new guard. It was 1008. We will return to Jim and Annie veryshortly.But first let's explore what a Beauty Salon really is. (Please don't droolon the computer screen)A Beauty Salon is a place, a business, maybe even a state of mind, whichexists for the sole purpose of enhancing the femininity of the women itservices. As their femininity is strengthened, they become prettier, morealluring, sexier, and even stronger as women. "I am woman, hear me roar."A woman loves to go to the salon. She is in her element within those. , and asks me to enjoy sex, if I feel horny with these items. This is my real story which has happend just A MONTH back.It was almost very late night on that FRIDAY after I finished my work at office, I met this young man (later very surprised to know his age). He was in his motorcycle. I was waiting for an Auto. There was no sight of an auto. I met this man suddenly and requested him whether he could drop me at my house. It started drizzling and after a while, it began to rain heavily. Due to.