It didn't take longfor me to let her know how much I liked her hair. She asked me to explainto her why I liked it so much. I told her that I had alway...s liked hairand cool hairstyles from very early childhood. That I wished I could alsoattend beauty school just like her but that it could never happen becauseof my family. She said it sounded like I had a fetish. I was dumbstruck.I was unable to defend it. Then she asked me if in fact I wished I couldhave the same hairdo she had. I thought I was. “No matter how cute they are, if your shoes aren’t comfortable they’ll kill you!” I picked a couple of pairs I thought would be suitable, and she told me to take a pair of sneakers too, just in case. “They may look stupid, but you can at least wear them to walk around in if you get blisters from the dance shoes”. She also gave me a pair of saddle shoes for the schoolgirl costume, and said I could keep them, as they didn’t fit her very well. She gave me a pair of white knee socks to complete the. I decided to follow her one day and left the house about 5 minutes after Sangita. she went to the train station and boarded a train to Sydney city. I was now pretty much sure that Sangita at least doesn’t work in the cafe nearby which was a walking distance away from the apartment.I followed her and she went in to a restaurant in Kent street. I followed her in the restaurant and sat down in a corner. I saw a young man came to her and they had a cup of coffee together. Then they left the. “I’d like you to drop the trousers.” “Underwear or no?” Seline felt heat flush between her legs but fought temptation to pounce. “Keep your underwear on,” she paused, “For now.” The party smiled their approval on seeing Tom’s muscular thighs as he returned to the room in briefs and the apron only. With the end of the party, Tom turned to Seline and raised an eyebrow. “I thought the party was for another two hours?” “It is but it’s just one on one service now,” Seline reclined on the chaise.