Lesbians enjoying their bikinis

I could feel the cold metal of the clippers against the nape of my neck. I looked down as my coiffed locks slid down the protective cape and settled on the floor around me. Recently Stuppid. I think I need to trim your hair a little shorter. Sally and Jackie did return, dressed in their shiny black macs as before. Hopefully I looked quite convincing too.

First a pair of frilly white plastic pants. I tensed my body in anticipation of the first cut, holding onto the sides of the chair underneath the voluminous plastic gown. I just ate her up. Jane announced, "Right girls it's time for you to make tracks for home. Very sixties!

Pass me the scissors Jackie I think I need to take a little more off. After watching, their father, who had raised the girls as a single parent their mother died during childbirth , said he could tell that this was more than a passing fade. In a way I no longer cared. I felt like a sixties babe.

I slipped it on over my dress and tied the belt tightly. Once the clippers were finished she applied the white foam to my shaven head. Jane dampened my hair with her spray bottle. She looked even more stern and dominant than on my previous two visits to the sissy salon. Once my make up was complete and my blonded hair combed and lacquered, Sally passed me a white plastic raincoat. You look very nice today.