I think that I managed to do a reasonable job and the manager seemed pleased. He then told me that the salon cut men’s hair and did waxing - legs, armpits, bikini line etc. and he asked me if I had any problems with doing that. We didn’t do any of those in that salon in Wales but I’ve been cutting Jon’s hair for over a year now and he’s been waxing more than my bikini line. The manager told me that they had a private room upstairs for doing the waxings and then asked me if I would be able to work on Fridays and Saturdays. I’d already discussed the possibility of this with Jon so I said okay. The manager then gave me on of their ‘uniform’ dresses and told me to be there at 9 o’clock the next morning. The uniform was a white cotton dress that fastened all down the front with press-studs. I’d noticed that the ones that the other girls wore were slightly see-through as I’d been able to see the shapes and colours of bras and knickers. Wouldn’t have that problem with me but it was a bit tight and a bit long. I couldn’t do anything about it being tight but I shortened it (not as short as my own dresses - only to half way between my knees and my pussy) that evening. When I put it on my nipples were just visible when they were soft, I could see that I would get a few people staring at them when they got hard. Friday - My first day cutting hair again was interesting but not really exciting. One of the young girls is quite cheeky with the other staff and she asked me why I wasn’t wearing a bra. I said that my indian tits weren’t big enough, that I didn’t need one and that I never wore underwear. That seemed to shut her up but she kept looking at me. I think she was trying to see an outline of some knickers (VKL - visible knicker line as Jon calls it). I’ve noticed that with the uniform dress being so tight there is often a gap between some of the fasteners and that people can sometimes see some of my flesh. Jon took me to the local pub for a drink that night. I had to wear my tight white Lycra dress that shows my dark nipples mature through it even when they’re soft. Before we went out Jon got 3 small rubber bands and put them on my nipples and clit. Not only did that mean that my nipples (more like bullets) were very visible but I was constantly being reminded that they were there. I definitely had to lift the back part of my dress up so that my pussy left the wet patch on the seat on not on my dress. When we got home Jon wouldn’t let me take Celebrities the rubber bands off and after he’d fucked me and sent me to bed, I had dreams about big rubber dildos and rubber dresses. Saturday July 17 Woke up with extremely wet legs and a big wet patch on the bed. The rubber bands were hurting and I was glad when Jon told me I could take them off. Jon drove me to work and as I was getting out of the car the bottom 2 press-studs of the uniform dress popped open. There was no one around to see me but I made a mental note to be careful to not let it happen when I didn’t want it to. “How are you doing, Brie?” mature “Oh, sorry.” Elsie reached up to pull the top back up again, and Brie cried out again and braced herself against the wall, legs wobbling as she felt both the elastic against her nipples and the the bottom of the romper tugging back up against her pussy. indian I looked back at him as he stood there admiring what he saw. What could her real name be? “Yeah, I guess there is Celebrities that, too,” she sighed, her head dropped to his shoulder, he was stroking her through her panties. She was really pretty. “Lost?” The girl giggled. Julia’s hips bucked violently in reaction, her cock bounced furiously, and she stomped on the ground as her orgasm was held inside her. I watched her breathing heavily for a little while first though. She simply nodded. Stick your tongue out." Kathy had the misfortune of getting pregnant when she was just sixteen years old. Behind him he saw a beautiful, black haired woman staring at him with a look of extreme hunger. Well maybe one place….. “I know this is a random question, but you wouldn’t happen to be the guy that was running home today in the woman’s clothes past the café?”. "SkyFire happened," she said as she clicked the torch into a blaze. Two half naked, half painted butts were chasing each other round the garden.