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sexual fantasy story of Kana Kawai :
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ig. My own
short black hair kept poking through and it made me look pretty
silly, and I did not want to look silly that night. Paul came in
and tried to help but there was no way we were going to be able
to get it right. Without a word he left the bathroom, returning
a few minutes later with some hair clippers that he borrowed from
our neighbour. I silently bent my head to him and he Kana Kawai ared off
all but a quarter inch of my hair. I looked in the mirror and
was completely taken a back. The woman looking back at me was
not the Anne I knew. The effect was very startling and very
scary. It was exactly the look we wanted, certainly the long black
wig would have been a step down. I left it by the sink and followed
Paul downstairs.
Doug was sitting on the couch waiting for us. His brother, John,
was in the kitchen getting himself a beer. I knew Doug fairly
well and he has seen my body in a lot less at his cottage. A lot
less doesn't always mean a lot more exciting though and this was
obvious in his expression. He didn't say anything. He just
looked
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