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ared it would ruin the soft silky texture of my
hair...only, I'm terrified at the thought...all those tiny
curlers in my head...oh, how heavy and tight they would be,
not to mention how unflattering and unfeminine...I get
nervous just thinking and talking about perms...So, please
Master, I beg you, I'll do anything for you, but please
spare my hair!!"
Without letting me get a word out, Susie continued in a
scared mumbling tone about Rema's hair. "Oh God, I d...don't
know what I'd do if anything happened to my hair...Yea, I
know I've got a sensational body and how I love to tease
guys with my moves, but when I shake my head and feel all
those tousled curls and waves move...oh how sexy and
feminine I feel...I just know it's got to turn them on. Oh
Master...Master, I can't beg you enough...please spare my
hair!!"
I had no idea how much Susie loved Rema's hair. If she
only knew what I had in store for Rema's and Rema's magnificent
mane!
Finally finishing the brushing of the right side of her
most beautiful hair, I divided three sections on this side
and began the braiding process again. This time, I braided
her hair down past Rema's left breast. When finished, it
measured a full 16 inches long. I quickly did the le
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