She thinks about how he has chosen a wildly impractical outfit for getting a haircut. That evening, she is standing at his door about to knock. XXNX Underneath he is wearing a gray patterned suit jacket. She continues her work on his hair. Only with the presence of his touch can she recognize how wet, how aroused, she has become. How are his hands so large? Though his suit jacket is off, there is still his tie and collared shirt to contend with before she can do anything at all to his hair. Five minutes has long since elapsed from the start of the dare, but neither acknowledges it. She never takes it off. Though his suit jacket is off, there is still his tie and collared shirt to contend with before she can do anything at all to his hair.




















