"Is Cherry ready?" Claire asked with the authority of a woman who didn’t wait.
"She’s just finishing up," the receptionist replied, gesturing toward the back.
Moments later, Cherry emerged. Today, her jet-black hair was styled into flawless victory rolls. Her cherry-red lips curved as she looked Betty up and down.
"Well, if it isn’t my favorite sissy girl!" Cherry purred, placing a hand on her hip. "What’s the plan today, Claire? Are we going for something wild?"
"Platinum blonde," Claire said, running a hand possessively over Betty’s waist.
Enjoy! Xoxo^^
Lara Lynn