I was still in the rest room trying to collect myself. Staring straight at my reflection. Still stunned by the touch up Lind made. My staple ponytail up do was readily rejected. Now my hair was untied leaving it to frame my face. It was asymmetrically parted to the left side. Somewhat making a curve as I run my fingers through it. Then it falls back in. It was bouncy and luscious at the same time the reached a few inches past my shoulders.
"Don't let your gorgeous locks take a back seat. Flaunt it if you have it b*tch." Then you playfully whipped my a** with your right hand as you stood behind me.
"Keep your hands to yourself, that is still groping," I lectured staring at you from the mirror.
Then you crossed your arms and fired back. "How conservative? it's the closest thing you will e
