Salon Selectives Ch. 02bythe_thinker97©
We both fall to the floor, spent, and utterly useless. It is a long time till either one of us can move. I think it's a good thing the salon is closed tomorrow because it will take a while for the smell of sex and passion to dissipate. I realize I don't even know her name, masters usually being as arrogant as they are. I look at the clock and realize that it's after 2 a.m. My "day of slavery" ended over two hours ago. I guess the jokes' on me. I make a mental note not to be so "easy to please" next time I win a bet with Susan. I can be just as hard a taskmaster as she. I wonder if this 6-foot goddess laying with me now likes to bet. I wonder if she's any good at baking cookies. Who knows where it could go and besides... it won't be long before I'll need another haircut.