ask for it by name The girl in the mirror I mean. Not me. Therewas a part of me anxious to see how I would eventually turn out when thisprocess was done. The other half of me just wanted to cut it all off."What can I do for you?" the stylist said. "Wow, you have very thick andhealthy hair" she said running her finger through it."I uh..." I wanted to tell her to cut it all off. I couldn't push thewords out of my mouth. "Just a clean up" I heard myself say."I see you could use some coloring. Do you want to go. "I was Prince Charming in Cinderella, the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz, and Santa Claus... and that was before I left grade school."Michael started laughing."What's up with you?" I asked."I see you get typecast like me," he said still laughing."It got worse, I was Renfield in Dracula Baby, a vampire musical, when I was in high school," laughing as the words finished coming out of my mouth."I'll cast you when I need a charming, stuffed, fat boy that eats bugs," he said."Thank, Rowdy, can you. Writhing under him I managed to wrap a leg around him as his right hand found my breast. His gentle cupping and gentle treatment of it added fuel to my raging fire and I realized I was totally losing control of myself. I pushed gently on his chest and he lifted up and looked at my face with a slightly worried expression. “Alan... please.” I said and he quickly sat up and began stammering an apology.I laughed lightly and said “No Alan, you don't understand. I don't want this to happen here..Read More