When we’d walked out of the salon that afternoon, I’d sported four piercings. “Look, you’re from — wherever — and I live here. xxvideo “Fair’s fair,” Jenny said, holding me off with her arm. She practiced magic, which sounded preposterous, except I couldn’t argue with the results. I want to be with somebody who understands me, and my needs, the way you do. I wanted to tell her to stop, hating the thought of betraying Stacey yet again, but I felt myself lubricating as I watched Jenny wind the hair around a finger and then sensuously trace her shining lips with it. I was pretty sure it wasn’t a piercing, since I’d kept Estelle busy, and neither of us were really keen on them — although I could see myself possibly revising
