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The Sweetest Thing By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter 6 When morning came, she shook him awake, being already dressed in shorts and a crop top, buzzing around the room. "Come on get up, and it's no day to be lazy." Kayla tossed the blankets to the floor. "Come on, it's a gorgeous day out and you're going to be even more gorgeous today." "Please, Kayla. Did I have to think about that already? Come on! Let's sleep in," groaned Alex. "I feel like I've barely slept at all. Come back to bed." "Ok, and I thought a lot about last night, and I'm sorry," said Kayla, climbing on top of him and ripping off her top. "Sorry about what?" asked Alex, confused, as she pushed his hands onto her breasts. "Holy shit, Kayla." "Sorry about being selfish," said Kayla, getting off him, pulling back his night gown and grabbing his morning hard on. "So I thought we'd start this day off the right way, and it's not like we haven't swapped more than spit anyway." Down on him she went as he loved nothing more than her taking him in her mouth, and it didn't take long until he could barely control himself, quickly exploding in her mouth, not even lasting a minute. "Happy almost birthday, honey," Kayla looked up at him as she licked and nibbled before climbing back on him, kissing him with a mouthful. "Thanks," said Alex, trying not to show his distaste. "I guess I should go take a shower?" "Oh I don't think so, and who's being selfish now?" smiled Kayla, grabbing his wrists and pushing them down. "Surely not me," smiled Alex, hating his own taste but unable to ever resist her. "I hoped you wouldn't be, but I'm so excited for today, I can barely stop my heart from racing," said Kayla, grabbing his manhood between her breasts. "Feel it." "Yes," gulped Alex as she'd never done this before to him. "Good, then hold it and don't get soft on me, because I really want to share this with you now, ok?" said Kayla, taking his hands and putting them on her boobs to hold them tightly around his manhood before leaning down, her chin licking the head. "Oh gawwwdddd," moaned Alex. "Please. I'll share anything with you?" "Ok. I wasn't sure but I was thinking you might," nodded Kayla, ripping open a trojan with her teeth and unrolling it. "You sure you're ready, because after last night? You know?" "Oh yes," nodded Alex, dying to have her. "Today's a new day." "Ok. Lie back," said Kayla, pushing his hands off her boobs, and then she stepped out of the bed for a minute, dropping her shorts to the floor. He could barely control his shaking from watching her drop off her panties, and then could barely believe this was finally happening, as he watched her finger roll the Trojan down his manhood. When she climbed back in bed again, he was staring up at the ceiling, never more thrilled this moment was occurring, and then she positioned her legs atop his. "You ready?" asked Kayla, leaning down and giving him a kiss. "Never readier," sighed Alex. "Ok, my first time too, so let's just hope we do this right?" said Kayla, oddly opening another Trojan and then Alex watched stunned as she dropped a long double sided purple dildo inside it. She lifted herself off him for a moment and then cringed, placing it partially inside herself before lowering her body down and bending it into his anal opening. "Kayla, wait," Alex screamed and then she pushed down hard with her hips and buttocks. "Hollllll yyy ssss." They were both screaming and moaning in seconds as it hurt like nothing he'd ever experienced, as her bodyweight pushed it inside him and then she covered his mouth. "Easy," said Kayla, calming him, slowly pushing and thrusting. "The neighbors will think someone's getting killed in here." "But Kayla... Kayla," moaned Alex and then she began stroking him inside the rubber. "I thought.... I...." "I know it hurts me too a little, and maybe I should have used more lube," said Kayla, reaching over with her other hand to the nightstand, grabbing a remote. "This is usually better when I use my regular one, but I've never shared this before, so let's see." He could feel his eyes roll into the back of his head now as the vibration came on and began pulsating inside his anal cavity. She now began thrusting even harder, pounding it in even further inside him as she was practically ripping his dick off with her hand with each gyration. It was no more than thirty seconds later that he exploded in the rubber from her stroking and his ass vibrating, yet he still had to endure the pulsating until finally she got herself off. He lay back silent when she climbed off him, expecting to finally lose his virginity, yet instead was now both sore and oddly content as she plopped down next to him. He looked over, seeing it was still only 6:30am, and then they cat napped arm and arm until the alarm buzzed at seven. "Come on. Let's try and get up again," smiled Kayla, kissing him. "So this time I'm really taking a shower then?" asked Alex. "Because no way can I..." "Nope." Kayla kissed him. "Nope," sighed Alex, covering his ass with his hand. "What do you mean nope?" "I mean nope. Like no shower," smiled Kayla, softly planting another kiss and taking his hand. "But we're both taking a bath. I already ran it, so all we need to do is warm it up a bit." "Sounds relaxing," said Alex, sitting up as she gently pulled him out of bed. "Jeezz. Don't you dare get lazy on me today," teased Kayla. "I promised you we'd party the night away today, and I promise you we will. Now we started the day off with a bang, so let's get your pretty ass cleaned up because there's a lot to do and you are not wasting this day in bed?" "Well now exactly the bang I was hoping for," replied Alex as they walked hand in hand. "And don't I get to choose where I want to spend my birthday? If I do you know I choose you and me in bed, right?" "Of course, and your real birthday is tomorrow, so if you want to lie in bed all day, I'm sure your mommy will let her baby do that," "Today and tonight though you're mine, and I plan on spending every minute with you, unless you had someone else in mind you wanted to spend it with? So you good with that, or did you need to make a call?" "No, that sounds like exactly what I want to be doing," nodded Alex. "Good, and don't worry, it will be relaxing when you get a little birthday girl pampering," said Kayla, kissing his lips softly for a moment. "I'm so excited about today." Into the bathroom they wandered, holding hands and climbing into the tub. It was a bit cool at first, but then she warmed it up as they lathered each other and kissed before she moved to the other side, plopping her feet up on either side of his face. "Chill for ten minutes while I shave my legs, and then I'll do yours," said Kayla, being silly, taking her big toe, dipping it into some bubbles and placing them on his nose. "Sounds good," Alex said, leaning back and smiling before wiping away the bubbles. As the water got warmer, it felt so soothing, and all he could think about was that he hoped she'd keep to her promise of being with him all day. He daydreamed a bit about the night with Tony, and the weird vibrations he'd just experienced, but in general these were almost surreal experiences, as all he could think about was that he hopefully inched closer to finally hoping to have sex with Kayla. Slowly but surely, she wiped any stubble from his legs, then his arms and eventually his pits, before they finally got out and she lathered his face. He objected to nothing as she skimmed away what faint growth she could find, and then even pushed open his nostrils, trimming a nasal hair or two. She did almost nothing with his makeup, moisturizing his skin and adding only a powdered foundation before coating his lashes. A little plum blush and a natural beige eye shadow really didn't make much of a statement, and then soft pink gloss added just a glimmer of color. She brushed through his bob before pulling it back from temple to temple and teasing it a bit, as she pinned it back off his face. At each side she rolled in her curling iron for only five or ten seconds on each section before finishing him in three minutes flat. With her her fingers only, she raked through the loose tendrils, creating a soft wavy look at the sides that was topped off by a pulled back, slightly puffy top as she sprayed his head. Inside her room they now walked, as she pulled him back and helped him into a violet lacy panty and then slipped his arms inside a matching bra. Once she stuffed it, she held open a lavender and black plaid tapered blouse, buttoning it up in front and then from her bed she unbuttoned some denim shorts as he stepped into them. Just that fast, he was in a cute outfit, looking leggy as he held her shoulder, stepping into some black cage heels with a thin four inch heel and criss cross double ankle straps. Out the door they went, like two cute teenagers once again, as she handed him a black shoulder Coach bag, as at least today he knew he'd be out with her and hoped to avoid any more surprises. It was almost like now he didn't even complain being dressed as a girl, thinking only about partying and getting in her pants. She was dressed just as cutely, with simple makeup and her hair swung from a high pony. In black shorts, a button down cold shoulder cobalt blue ruffle blouse and black stiletto sling backs, she was as stylish as ever. For the entire ride now, she turned up the radio, nudging him to sing and dance with her as the party had already started, even as the day had barely begun. She was loose and excited, with her arms in the air driving, dancing and snapping her fingers until the moment she pulled into the mall lot. Forty five minutes felt like forty five seconds as they barely spoke, singing the entire time and then she pulled into a spot and finally took a break from dancing. "Wow, somebody really is in a party mood," said Alex, taking off his seat belt. "Of course, it's your almost your birthday, and I love you," said Kayla, leaning over and kissing him. "Let's go!" "Oh ten am dance school," complained Alex, undoing his belt. "Right?" "Yup, last one unless you want me to sign you up for more lessons," teased Kayla. "No, thank you," said Alex, grabbing the door handle to get out. "But they're not expecting my little sister again, right?" "No, just a cute teenage girl named Alex," smirked Kayla. "It's your private lesson silly, and I can't wait to come in and see everything you learned." "You're coming in to watch?" Alex asked as they got out. "For the first hour yes, but I was hoping we'd work on a few things together in the last hour," said Kayla, almost skipping around to the other side of the car, locking her arm with Alex's. "I told you I'm planning on spending just about every minute with you today, and tonight we've gotta break all the moves you've been learning, birthday girl. I can't wait to boogie together." "Wow, cool," nodded Alex. "I'm not going to argue with my dance partner finally being you instead of the teacher." "You're not going to argue with anything today, please," said Kayla. "Just loosen up and have fun. That's what today is about, and the last thing I'm letting you do is act like some old fart!" "Ok," laughed Alex as inside they went. "Hasn't it been just the opposite all weekend?" "Exactly, so don't mess it up now," giggled Kayla. He had to admit he had learned quite a bit, as he kicked, stepped and twirled, getting down his steps. It was a three day crash course in club moves, disco and some hip hop, combined with some group dances and a few graceful slow dance steps. Whether he'd admit it out loud, he knew that even the few hours of ballet helped to soften his movements, as he looked over from time to time, watching Kayla text on her phone and observing his movements. She seemed to never take her eye off him, even when she walked outside talking on the phone as she watched him through the glass. When she came inside for the second hour, Alex felt so incredible dancing with her in ways they had never danced before. She had always been a girl that enjoyed partying, but half the time he watched as she danced with her girlfriends at school parties and not really very confident when she'd drag him out there. Today though, he felt like he at least had a clue now what he was doing, as they danced with their hands in the air, feeling the rhythm. "So thank you so much for everything, and did you think we could just have a minute in private before we go?" asked Kayla, as the lesson ended. "Sure," said the instructor. "You did really well Alex, and my next class starts in fifteen minutes, so take your time." "Thanks." Kayla pulled the shade on the observation window the second he closed the door and then turned the music back on, pushing a few buttons on the stereo. She walked over, locking the door as Alex looked at her surprised, and then she stunned him, pushing him hard into the wall. Before he even knew what hit him, her tongue was half way down his throat as she held his hands in hers up high on the wall and rubbed at his crotch with her knee. He could feel his tender manhood straining from its pinned position, and then she pulled back her leg before letting go of his hands. Her lips though still never left his as she wrapped her arms around his neck now, and barely let him up to breathe. When finally the song ended, she pulled back, looking into his eyes and kissing him more gently for another minute or so, as there was nothing said, nor did he even know what to say as she just stared into his eyes, softly touching his face until finally she broke the kiss. "Ok, let's go and thanks. I love you," smiled Kayla, not letting go. "No, thank you," said Alex, staring back at her. "And I'm not sure what I did, but I'll do it again." "You finally learned how to dance, and I'm proud of you," said Kayla, kissing him again and then fixing some of his hair with her fingers. "And yes, I can't wait to do it again later, my soon to be party girl. Now let's go get your hair done, and get my girl ready to party." "Sounds good," Alex answered as she wiped around his lips and then hers before pulling up the shade and out they went. "I'm really looking forward to tonight." "You have no idea how good that makes me feel hearing that," sighed Kayla, taking his hand and touching her chest with the other hand as they walked out. "I'm a nervous wreck already, and the night hasn't even begun, but I know you're going to look fabulous. Sexier than yesterday. I promise!" "I'm not sure I meant it like you took it?" smiled Alex. "But you're still dying your hair, right? I've been dying to see you in whatever that will be?" "Of course you did? And yes, I'm all in for my birthday girl!" smiled Kayla, taking a kiss. "And we both already know you're dying to get your long hair back." "Yes, actually," Alex agreed, reaching up and touching his bob. "I'll admit the Kylie Jenner thing felt sexy for a day, and obviously that fucked with my brain, but now just being alone with you, I've got my head back on straight." "Oh, I don't plan on letting that head stay straight for long, birthday girl," teased Kayla, kissing him again as they got outside and twisting the ends of his hair. "I'm having them curl you up big time, and then corkscrewing you even further on that dance floor tonight. Get ready for that head to be spinning from the second that first twirl hits your shoulders until you pass out from exhaustion." "As long as you're curled up with me then, I'm all in with that," smiled Alex. "You don't need to worry about that!" Kayla replied as her phone buzzed and she looked down, answered the text and then waved her hands in the air. "Oh gawwdd Alex, here it comes! Over here!" Up pulled a gorgeous white limo now as Alex stood stunned as Kayla waved over the driver. "Kayla, Alex?" asked the driver, getting out with another man. "Hi, yes, and right on time," said Kayla, handing him her keys. "Just the suitcases in my trunk, and then we're all set." "Of course, ladies," said the driver, opening the door. Happy birthday, Alex." "Thank you, and I can't believe you, Kayla," said Alex, stepping in and looking around. "This is incredible. I can't believe you got us a limo?" "Why not? It's a special birthday, and I'm not driving tonight," replied Kayla, taking his hand as the driver closed the door. "I might have a sip or two of champagne with my honey, and I thought you'd like this a little better than being cramped in my car?" "Girls, sorry for the interruption, but I've placed everything in the trunk and arranged for your car to be picked up," said the driver, dropping the inside window down. "Next stop is the salon, correct?" "Yes, please," Kayla replied as the window went back up. "Are we not going back to your house tonight either?" asked Alex, getting super excited now. "You brought suitcases." "I'm not sure yet, but honestly I'd rather not think about that now, because that will really send my nerves into shambles, more than they already are," said Kayla, softly kissing him and staring at him. "I'm prepared either way though, but really whether we go back to my house tonight or stay out will depend on how we both feel at the end of the night, ok?" "I think you already know how I feel about that," said Alex, dipping in his face and kissing her. "I think I do too, but please don't make me think about that now," said Kayla, pushing him back gently and smiling as she touched his face. "I need to clear my mind and focus on getting myself into party mode." She turned on the radio now, blasting a pop song and then up went her hands in the car. She nudged him to swing his upper body as they swayed, having some fun in the limo. She popped open the sunroof as they stood up lifting their arms outside as they drove screaming and yelling at cars as they drove by. They were being silly stupid girls waving and dancing out of the roof and then they pulled into the high end plaza, needing to settle down. "Oh my gawwd that was so fun, but you cannot do that with your hair done or it will be a disaster, understood," lectured Kayla, closing the roof and composing herself as they pulled up. "Wind feels good, but it is not your hair's friend. So are you pumped or what, birthday girl?" "Sure," laughed Alex as she shook him by both shoulders. "What the fuck?" As the driver swung open the door, they stepped out and Kayla looped her arm inside his as into the salon they went. He was no longer some tragedy case rushed in with his head in a towel, instead now he paraded in with his girlfriend in some strange way, eager to be transformed. It was packed on a Saturday at lunch time, as women scurried everywhere in various states of their beauty regiment as they sat down after Kayla checked them with the receptionist. It was one thing to have have no choice like yesterday, or even to have Kayla do his hair during this bizarre weekend, but beyond that it made him quite anxious being brought back to the salon, suddenly sitting among so many women as one of them. He hated having a girl's haircut, yet had just agreed to allowing something he knew would likely be even much more distinctly feminine. There were few other options anyway, as he wanted his cool long hair back, and even if he didn't, Kayla had already arranged for him to have it nonetheless. They waited their turns, sitting patiently in the waiting area, and then Kayla squeezed his hand, giving a wink as she was called in first. He sat paging through magazines for a good ten minutes alone, surrounded by gossip, yet all he could think about was how hot Kayla might look in a new shade, until he looked up, hearing his name called. "Ready, Alex?" asked Valarie, looking down on him. "Sure," Alex said, getting up and following her. "Your hair looks cute with a little wave and pulled back," said Valarie as they walked. "I'm happy to see you did a little with it since you were so nervous yesterday. Or was that Kayla?" "Kayla," smiled Alex, sitting down in a chair as she wrapped a cape around him and dropped it back. "Sorry, maybe I should have known better," giggled Valarie, turning on the water and adjusting the temperature. "But you threw me off thinking maybe you were trying something different with your hair before going out with that cute boy again? If it were me, that's what I do after a steamy date, and I figured maybe you just had lunch or something together." "No, I was with Kayla all day today and she just..." Alex began to say before it resonated in his mind, almost jumping up. "Wait, you know about my date?" "Oh sorry. About your date last night?" said Valarie, beginning to shampoo his head. "Yes, you two looked adorable together." "I can't believe Kayla told you all this," said Alex as she massaged his head. "Oh she didn't," smiled Valarie. "But I'm your hairdresser, and I guess you'll come to learn we know everything?" "What? I'm so confused," said Alex as she rinsed his head. "Oh stop, don't be," laughed Valarie, adding in the conditioner. "His mother and I are facebook friends, and she posted a picture of her son with his new girlfriend on her page. The woman was ecstatic talking about what a beautiful girl her son met, and when I saw it I almost died seeing how happy you two looked together." "You think you almost died?" said Alex as she massaged in the conditioner. "Why honey? You're gorgeous, and so is her son," replied Valarie, rinsing his hair. "At first I glanced, not expecting it to be you, and then took a double look seeing my handy work on your hair, which I still say is stunning on you, but we can go shorter again another time if you want, but let me not get off track.... I mean I knew you and Kayla were going out looking amazing, but I had no idea you'd be on a hot date. I guess now that I think about those dresses you two were in maybe I should have and I just thought you too were still an item, but that part is none of my business." "It's not like that, Valarie." Alex was getting upset. "We still are but..well..and it wasn't that kind of date?" "Alex, I'm not judging honey, and tonight I'll be sure you're in a long wear lip color, but for future advice wipe your lipstick from your boyfriend's cheek before you take any pictures," smiled Valarie, squeezing the excess water from his head and sitting him up. "Maybe you can get away with a soft pink or a natural tone not showing up in a shot, but the whole world will know you just made out if you leave a bold color like that on his face, because you're not hiding that in any pictures." "Good advice as always Val, and that picture I did not know about?" Kayla said, coming over with her head soaked and wet, looking bizarre. "Kayla, that..." Alex began to say as she put up her hand. "It's fine, and don't worry about a thing today," said Kayla. "Plus I doubt you'd win any argument with me with my head burning and covered in bleach. Want to try it?" "Not really?" smiled Alex, staring at how strange she looked. "But you're talking about the argument, not the bleach, right?" "Yup, you're only getting highlights," said Kayla, touching his damp head. "But there is still time to change it up if you want?" "I am?" said Alex. "And extensions?" "Yes, and don't worry. Your appointment is set to take out whatever you want tomorrow, unless you decide otherwise," said Valarie, touching his hair. "But with all the hair you're about to get, you need some dimension, honey. Come on. So much to do today dear, and you'll see Kayla later." Back to her salon chair he went, as she hand him box of foils to hold. She combed through his hair now, sectioning and pinning most of it atop his head with a big hinge pin before sliding on her gloves. She stretched a small section in the back and then took a foil, placing it beneath his hair then she painted on the color with a brush. She was quick and precise as he watched in the mirror, as slowly but surely his head became covered in foils. "Ok, I'll check on you in ten minutes and in the meantime, Lisa will start your nails," said Valarie when she finished before taking off her gloves and walking away as Lisa rolled up a table. It was impossible for his mind not to wander as he stared at himself in the mirror, watching people buzz around him with their stylists, as Lisa began wiping away his polish. He glanced left, seeing a younger girl having her hair blown out and then right, seeing someone his mother's age having it cut. He couldn't see Kayla at all right now, but knew she couldn't be too far away in her current state, as all he could do was sit there buying his time as his nails slowly but surely returned to a colorless state. He sat as she reshaped them ever so slightly, snipping only a smidgen, which was enough to remove the almond shape. Eventually Valarie returned to check on him, opening a few foils while Lisa buffed and filed. She checked once more and then again before finally having Lisa take a break from his nails and pronouncing him ready to have the dye rinsed from his head. A few highlights he wasn't as worried about, having seen them on many other kids, including boys in school, and knowing they weren't that big a deal. When finally she scrubbed his head again at the sink and squeezed the moisture from his hair, he was curious how they'd look, but his curiosity was instantly distracted as Kayla appeared, looking down on him. "You doing ok?" asked Kayla, touching his face. "Whoaaa," said Alex a bit stunned. "I think but..." "What, you don't like me in orange?" said Kayla with a big smirk on her face. "Pretty scary right?" "Well," said Alex, being careful of his words. "Uuumm not what I expected I guess, but you'll be beautiful in any color. But that's kind of bright?" "You're not embarrassed to be with me like this are you?" asked Kayla, making a serious face. "Uuumm no," replied Alex, staring intently. "Bullshit, and I'm wearing an even brighter colored dress," said Kayla, unable to keep a straight face now and then pointing to her head. "It's just the processing. This shit takes time, and my hair will be changing for a while before they can color it, silly." "The bright dress I would have bought, but you as bozo, no," laughed Alex. "But even as bozo I still love you, and I'm sure you'd still be hot." "Good, then don't hate me now because this has been my pet peeve and today we are not doing all this to let one thing ruin it," said Kayla, running her finger across his eye brows. "Don't go crazy, Kayla," said Alex as she had bugged him about this before. "Boys do not have thin brows, and this you can't undo tomorrow." "We're not honey and I'm not even plucking or threading," said Valarie, squirting a little foam in her left hand and then dipping in her right index finger, spreading it on one brow. "But boys these day are more like girls were years ago. They get them done regularly, and I won't do much more than that." "Ok," said Alex, giving a little nod. "Thank you. With your hair hanging down near your face in a middle part it wasn't that noticeable, but I have to say I hated them too," said Valarie, with a straight razor in her right hand and pushing his right eye closed with her left hand. "This will be much better once I shape them, which is all I'm doing." It was quick and painless, as he felt her shave at the bridge of his nose and then beneath the right brow. When she allowed his eye to open, he watched her wipe the blade in a towel and repeat the process on the other eye. It really didn't seem like she was doing too much and then she took a scissor now, trimming away at their length. When finally she had wiped away some little trimmings from above his eyes and then a few more strokes of the blade and finally he could see Kayla's nod of approval as it was over. Back to her chair he was led now as he could see the difference immediately in his brows as he sat down, but it was harder to recognize much of the highlights in his damp hair. Again Valarie sectioned his hair, clipping most of it atop his head and then another stylist joined her, rolling over a cart. "Ok sweetie. This is Doreen, and she'll be helping with this," said Valarie, opening a drawer full of dark hair. "There's a lot to do, so I'll need you to sit patiently please and as still as you can." "Hi, and sure," nodded Alex, seeing all the dark hair. "All that's mine?" "Well yes, and the next drawer, too," said Valarie, pulling out a very long strand. "Whoa," Alex sighed, not expecting that. Together now Doreen and Valarie worked in tandem, as a series of long straight pins were slid into the back of his head. When Valarie had the horizontal part straight to her liking, Doreen began twisting and braiding across the back of his head. It seemed like the tiniest, thinnest braid he had ever seen, staring intently when she twisted his neck, as all he could get was a glimpse. He noticed immediately that was nothing like Dorothy's big thick French braids hanging down, as instead it was weaved horizontally in a straight line across the back of his head. When finally she had created the thin corn row like mini tight braid, out came the first super long thick weft of dark hair and Valarie threaded. Doreen now measured the weft against the braided section before folding it over to double the thickness. She then trimmed off part of the width and then pinned it on temporarily as Valarie began sewing it in place. As the needlework began in earnest from left to right, Doreen began on the right, spinning the next micro braid as they worked as a team, eventually switching sides. As they worked their way up his head, each weft got considerably wider as the meticulous process was repeated over and over. It was a painstakingly deliberate process that required their full attention for longer than he could have imagined, and then Lisa returned to work on his nails again. It at least kept him occupied, as there really wasn't that much to see in the mirror, with them mostly working behind him as little by little he could feel the weight on his head. Having his fingers massaged and then painted was actually a nice distraction, and before long his right hand was under the portable nail dryer. It felt even better when Lisa finally worked on his feet, slipping off his heels and having his toes done as Doreen and Valarie were finally up past his ears. With his natural bobbed length twisted atop his head while they worked, he looked more a wreck than the girl that had been out on a date, as his mind wandered back and forth to the weekend's insane escapades. It still all seemed so surreal until finally she dropped down the top, brushing and blending from in front with his feet resting comfortably in flip flops with cotton between his toes. Eventually when Valarie resumed, she began dampening his hair with her spray bottle. He had been in this chair for at least ninety minutes, and then it was crazy to realize that two entire flat drawers of extensions were gone, as they had found a new home attached to his head. "Ok stand up sweetie, and mind your nails," said Valarie, checking her work and sliding her fingers through his hair, finished. "I'm sure you could use a little break, but you are now the proud owner of all that hair." When finally he stood, he almost couldn't believe his eyes, turning to see the rear reflection over his shoulder as the long damp hair seemed so thick and spanned half way past his ass. It was so much longer than he expected, more like a young grade school girl's hair who was avoiding a haircut, as Valarie continued damping it with a spray bottle and brushing through it. "I'm definitely going to need some of that cut tomorrow, Valarie," gulped Alex, as she brushed it all off his face and down his back. "I love my hair long, but that's really long." "Honey, I haven't styled it at all yet," smiled Valarie, still brushing. "I still have to shape it a bit, and layer it. Trust me, it'll still be long and thick when I'm done, just not like this, but once I curl it, it'll seem so much shorter." "Oh ok," nodded Alex. "So I'll give you five minutes to stretch your legs while I check on a few customers, and then meet me back here, ok?" said Valarie, finally putting down her spray bottle. "If you have to go to the bathroom, now is the time." He stretched his neck, amazed at the weight of the wet hair and then took her advice, quickly going into the small bathroom to empty his bladder. It was weird to hold all this wet hair out of the way as he peed, and then when he exited wandered around looking for Kayla. He looked across at all the salon chairs hoping to get a glimpse of her new color, but she seemed nowhere to be found until he looked towards the row of hoods. Instead of her being under one, he walked over, seeing her looking like a reptile under a heat lamp and then tapped her arm, shaking her from reading a magazine. "Hey, granny," teased Alex. "Did you pick white as your color instead of orange?" "Finally a good one from you, birthday girl," smirked Kayla, standing up. "No I did not, but double processing hair as dark as mine takes time and is a bitch, so be happy I didn't turn into one or you'll be doing this too." "Love you honey, and no thanks," smiled Alex, squeezing her hand. "I think I've already done enough." "Remember where we are honey, and don't ever think half the women here aren't listening to your conversation in a place like this?" smiled Kayla, squeezing it back for a moment and leading him away from all the women under the dyers. "It's like the gossip capital of the world in here, and I don't care but I thought you'd rather they not know your personal business." "Oh crap! I bet," said Alex, looking around her at all the women with their hair set, trying to see if any were looking up and listening. "No, I'd rather they didn't." "Ok and forget that now," said Kayla, spinning him away from her and sliding her hand down all his long hair. "Wow, these came out so nice. I cannot wait to see all this when she finishes. You are really going to have some head of curls." "She said it's not going to be this long, but I'm guessing it's going to take a while though," said Alex, rolling his eyes. "She told me to stretch my legs for five minutes, and I feel like I've been here a good hour and a half already." "Then that's not bad, because we just past two hours and ten minutes," giggled Kayla, before hugging him. "Now get your ass back there, because there's still so much more to do." Back to her chair he went now as Valarie joined him, stopping him from sitting, with her scissors in her hand. "Look forward, and head straight," said Valarie, tilting up his chin. She again brushed his hair from top to bottom and then with him standing, began trimming the length near the bottom of his back. When she finished, she asked him to get back in her chair as she had set the bottom length just inches above the crack of his ass and created a slight v-shape. Long silver pins now lifted and separated layers as she trimmed only in the back, as slowly but surely she let them down, moving the pins. It was a good ten minutes of combing and trimming across the back and sides, flipping it from one side to the other before finally she was satisfied, turning on her blow dryer. When she blew the trimmings from his cape and the floor beneath him, it was like she had trimmed away two fuzzy hamsters as he watched what looked like two small mounds of hair slide away. Section after section she stretched, rolling her brush through as she added some heat protectant, fruit smelling styling products and straightened each layer, removing all the moisture. When finally his hair was dry and she moved it back and forth with her fingers on his shoulders, he could now see the highlights that had been added to his head, and realized they matched some that were already weaved into the extensions. As she readied her vanity, laying out the different hair sprays and then adjusted some settings on her gold iron, he dug his nails softly into his mane, lifting it slightly, amazed how authentic it looked and seeing only a young, natural looking girl with long flowing straight hair. He thought about how he'd sit and gaze at Kayla out of the corner his eye while she got ready, always enjoying how much she cared about looking pretty for him. Really all he wanted to think about was that she was going the extra mile today for him and that this would hopefully be the night she'd extend herself all the way, yet instead he watched Valarie extend a section of his hair outward that must have spanned close to two feet in length. Again she took most of the hair's body, spinning it and pinning it inside some big hinge clips, as it sat in a temporary mess atop his head out of her way. With one long section left hanging down now, she sectioned off what was maybe only an inch or so wide at the left nape and then tossed the rest across the front of his right shoulder. In her hand now she stretched only the two feet by one inch section, brushing through it one last time and then held it out extended, coating it in hairspray. It was impossible to maintain his focus on the only thought he cared about, trying to picture an even sexier Kayla naked, instead though he was distracted watching the metallic spiral wand approach him. He couldn't shake the thought that it reminded him of something different he'd experienced earlier, as it dipped down out of his eye sight, grabbing hold of his hair near his ass. Even though he knew it would only be it's heat penetrating his follicles and he had a the back of the chair protecting his rear, it invoked memories he really wasn't sure he wanted any part of. As it rose up into his line of sight again as she stretched the long strand outward, it was almost a relief seeing it wind its way in. From top to bottom she twisted her wrist, winding up the strand before stopping about half way. For the next ten seconds or so, sex with his girlfriend was no longer on his mind, as instead he watched a delicate tendril being placed on his shoulder, somewhat absorbed as she extended and coated the next strand in hairspray. Within another five minutes, the first coil had been joined by five more, as the first long layer now ended in six perfect dangling ringlets. Thinking she'd be letting down the next layer and moving on now that this was fairly fast, he was in for even more of a revelation as she took the first strand she started with, and holding the uncurled straight section, coated it once again. Back in went her iron, winding from the middle up towards his scalp and for the first time, he really felt the heat near his nape. Having his hair curled was one thing, but it being so long the entire bottom layers would need to be done in two passes told him this would be a lot longer than he expected. The only thoughts that resonated in his head were making sure not to flinch with a sizzling 300 degree wand behind his ear, that was second by second turning his extended locks into a perfectly formed coil. When finally she spun her wrist that second time, the two feet long by inch wide section of hair had been released, forming a long spiral tendril like he seen on the school's prom queen. When she placed delicately on the front of his shoulder out of the way so she could work on the next, the almost ass length, long brunette strands had swirled down to something much shorter like she warned. In the mirror, he could see the meticulous attention that Valarie paid to each two foot long section, knowing full well he had jumped into this day with two feet in. It took about a minute or two to create each long ringlet, as she stacked them on each shoulder each time she unleased one. Minute by minute now, she was adding to each layer and then once the third layer spanned from his neckline to halfway up his head, Doreen joined her again, wheeling over a small compressor on a cart. Valarie now put down the curling iron and her helper Doreen lifted curl after curl, as taking her time, she resprayed them one at a time in the back and then separated a few that were too thick. As she did, Valarie shifted to his face, testing little samples of foundation and then readied her air brush as the motor came on. "Eyes closed, honey," said Valarie as he closed on command, amazed at the feeling of the soft air rotating across his face. It was soothing if not for the noise of the motor, almost like he was back in the spa, as the air brush slowly coated his face in such a light feeling foundation while hairspray continued to wheeze behind his head. She switched colors a few times, adding dimension to the sides of his nose and then at his forehead. One more time she changed, working on his neck and then finally moving near his jawline. When she eventually switched off the compressor, Doreen was assisting every curl to set with her dyer on a low cool setting, while Valarie began contouring his face with her sponge. It was like being treated like a queen, as he sat as still as he could, and then Doreen resumed with the curling iron, attacking the next layer. It was a touch quicker now with the layers not as long and higher on his head, yet still took quite a bit of time with so many more to do, with so much more surface with to cover. Brush after brush also rotated at his cheeks, as she seemed to add more than one color instead of just one at his cheekbones. "Ok, I need to check on the pretty Kayla while Mailee does your lashes," said Valarie, waving over another girl. "Oh," said Alex, going nowhere anyway with the iron wrapped in his hair as Mailee came in front of him now. It all slowed down even further as Valarie was substituted by a lash expert, as Mailee opened a pallet of long, thin lashes and began gluing them on one strand at a time. It was yet just another slow and time consuming process as she glued at his lash line, curling and pressing as she worked. They had now ultimately focused on almost every hair still standing on his body, before she finally coated them endlessly while separating them with a lash brush as she thickened them. He could feel them now touching beneath his thinned brow when he blinked, while she unscrewed the cap of her liquid liner. She held his eyes closed now, working the on the outer lines and then just the opposite, holding it open as a jet black, thin pencil precisely glided on the inner lines. Back and forth she jumped a bit, making sure she had 'racooned' him to her liking, before finally she opened a pallet of shadow colors, dipping in a brush. With Doreen finally working on the left side of his hair now while the lash technician closed his eyes, he could feel his rear start to ache from sitting so long. She must have worked for another ten minutes just on his eye shadow and beneath the lashes, going back until she had every color blended to her liking, before she stepped back, happy with her work. When finally all that was left were his lips and the curls on top, the technician stopped, letting Doreen come around front, and put away her brushes. "Oh, looking good everyone," said Valarie, returning and lifting his face as she came back in, inspecting. "You ok? Home stretch, and I'll be back once I just finish up with another customer I believe you've been waiting for?" "Perfect, thanks," nodded Alex, softly dying to see her. Back to lifting and re-spraying the newest layers went Doreen, after about five minutes of curling on the side, as this process seemed like it never would end. They had added more hair than he could have imagined any girl having, as he was unexpectedly like a celebrity, having so much depth added to her hair. He loved girls with curls, but after all the time this took, he'd never tease Kayla again about taking so long, as he wasn't even the one spinning them and he was getting tired. Ten minutes more and she was finally down to just the crown of his head after finishing what he thought were probably all the extended areas, and then he felt someone give a soft tug at one of his curls. "How you doing, curly-q?" asked Kayla from behind. "Fine, and I'm so happy to hear your voice, but I guess you know better than me," said Alex as he was about to turn his head and thought better of it with the iron wound in. "Come around and let me see you. I missed you so much." "Kayla, one second or she'll burn herself after all this," smiled Doreen, unwinding his hair. "She's been anxious to see you." "Sure! And I think it's good now Alex, but it'll take some getting used to," said Kayla, walking around. "So?" "Hooo lllyyy shiittttttt," gulped Alex, as his jaw dropped at seeing her. "Unbelievable?" "Unbelievable, like good I hope!" smiled Kayla, touching her hair. "Unbelievable like... Unbelievably hot," said Alex. "You're a hot blonde! Oh my gawdddd like super hot." "Thanks, I was hoping it was worth it for you," said Kayla with a smirk. "I may not have as many curls as you do, but I'm loving this hairdo too for tonight. I feel like it's gonna be fun to be blonde for tonight?" She turned, modeling her hair for him as she now also had a few layers as her hair had been transformed from a medium brown to a golden blonde color. Some platinum highlights gave it dimension as it streamed in a long style past her shoulder blades, with the entire backset in a few layers of big tussled curls. In the front, it sat in a middle part, ruffling away from her face in cheek length wings, before it turned over at ear level, streaming into more loose curls. With her makeup looking like it was airbrushed flawlessly, as well featuring big lashes and a cherry lip gloss, she looked ready to walk the red carpet if only she was in an evening gown. "I can't wait to have fun with you! You're stunning, and this is surreal," smiled Alex, unable to take his eyes off her. "I still can't believe you went blonde for me, but I don't think you'll regret it. I might, because I think we'll need to fight the guys off you with a stick." "Trust me, not tonight I won't," said Kayla, reaching over and touching his hand and then letting go, sitting down in the chair next to Alex. "I'm doing everything for you, and no one else tonight." "I'm speechless, Kayla," said Alex, just enjoying staring at her. "Well, that'll change later, and you're looking pretty decent yourself already, birthday girl," said Kayla. "But since you love it this much, and I've been feeling like I should, I'm going all out for you. How's that sound?" "Like a fantasy," said Alex, gazing at her as Doreen waited, just holding the iron. "Ok Val. Let's do it," nodded Kayla. "Tell Many I'm ready, and you can finish her hair while I do this." Valarie looked over across the salon and signaled at a tattoo covered man, waving him over as Doreen spun Alex's chair to the left, facing Kayla. She looked a bit nervous, as the man with rubber gloves came over and then Valarie oddly held up the left side of her hair. After rubbing some form of ointment atop her ear and wiping it with some fluid, Alex did not expect to see the man position a large silver piercing gun across the outer rim at the top of her ear, and it was over just that fast. "Ooohhh," moaned Kayla, almost more scared. "Wow, that wasn't so bad." "Just a pinch, honey," said Manny. "Jeez, I do like it," said Kayla, standing up and holding up her hair, trying to keep her emotions in check then sitting back down. "Ok, quick please. Do it before I freak." With his vision partially blocked, he wasn't exactly sure what else they were doing, and then finally he heard her wince, crying a little and then could see Valarie rubbing her back as she flapped her arms a little. "Kayla, you ok?" asked Alex, concerned as Doreen was curling his hair. "I'm ok, but my father is going to freaking kill me," said Kayla, standing up and looking at Alex as his jaw dropped and then looking at herself, smiling in the mirror. "But damn! It is pretty hot I think? So?" "I don't think my heart can take any more," said Alex, staring at her with a huge smile on his face. "You're incredible." "Oh, it damn well better, and if you pass out, trust me I'll resuscitate you," said Kayla, continually staring at herself from different angles. "The changing of my hair color I was always debating doing, but this I did not do for anybody but you. Really all of this?" "I don't know what to say, except wow, and I'm doing all this for you, too," said Alex, almost drooling. "I know, and since I revealed a few of your presents that unfortunately are stuck on me or pierced through me, I thought I'd give you one now for yourself too," said Kayla handing him a little velvety jewelry box. "Open it." "Oh, new studs," smiled Alex, opening them. "Thanks. I guess you tired of me wearing yours." "No, not really I don't mind sharing with you, and these aren't big like those," said Kayla, pointing to them with her nail. "But remember how much you bugged me about getting my cartilage done, and a stud in my nose. Well remember I thought you should get a second hole, so since I just got two, then now's the time, since you're so willing to try things. Go ahead, Manny." "Oh," gulped Alex as Manny took the earrings and loaded the gun. "You sure this is a good idea?" "I do," nodded Kayla, leaning down and whispering. "Studs are unisex, and don't chicken out. We both know at least 2 boys in school that have double piercings, and wouldn't it be rude to turn down one of my gifts?" "Ok," nodded Alex, closing his eyes, a bit chicken. As Doreen held up his curls, he sat barely uttering a sound, knowing he really couldn't object and then just flinched when he pierced through the left side, staring at Kayla the whole time. He wanted to scream, but tried to stay strong as he then pierced through the right, and then just that quickly it was over as Valarie took over finishing his hair. It took another seven or eight minutes to finish the curls that swung from the crown, as they were not curled up all the way to the roots like the rest of his head. As she worked the iron, Doreen was re-spraying the latest sections once more before adding a final finish spray to his entire head. A big straight pin slid across his forehead now to momentarily hold his hair out of his eyes and away from his mouth, as Valarie slowly lined his lips with a pencil and then filled them in with a bold, long wear pink color. She pulled down the pin now, patting the front of his hair with her fingers and added touch of spritz in the front while she covered his eyes. One last time on came the dyer with a soft warm air before finally she placed it down and then touched his lips, making sure the lip color was set. In the middle now, she added a lighter salmon white paste with a brush before blending the color and then adding a touch of clear gloss. When she stepped back and it was over, he sat there being stared at by all of them, looking at each other with smiles on their faces. "What?" said Alex. "Is something wrong?" "I wouldn't call it wrong, but you're definitely not Dorothy in Kanas anymore," Kayla smiled. "But what do I know? I'm just some blonde bimbo these days?" "What does that mean, Kayla? Please don't tease me, because are you saying I look that bad after we've been through here all day?" asked Alex, getting nervous. "How am I getting all these curls out then?" "No honey she asked for a princess, and you'll be leaving here as the fairest of them all," joked Valarie, turning his chair towards the mirror. "You've got the curls of a greek goddess, the face of a beauty queen and if that's not a stunning birthday girl staring back at me, then I've never seen one before." "Ok? Well then I feel better I think?" said Alex, looking up and moving his head from side to side, watching his curls waver but never move from their spots. "And then again maybe I don't? That is a lot of hair, and a lot of curls." "And you do look like a princess," hugged Kayla. "Do these people know how to make a gorgeous birthday girl or what?" "Like that's an argument I could win either way," said Alex, touching his face. "Exactly, and thank you so much ladies," said Kayla, hugging everyone and tipping them. "Put your shoes back on and let's go get your dress." He walked a few steps towards her vanity, stepping out of his flip flops, holding the counter and stepping back into his heels. With every little movement he could feel all his hair slide across his back and shoulders, as even fully curled in thick barrels it still spanned three quarters of the way down his back. In the front, it had been swept across from a side part as the crown was the only place his hair was straight, before turning back away from his face in the same thick spiral curls, blending in perfectly. Throughout his dark brunette hair, some walnut brown highlights gave it an even richer appearance, amazed at its every waver. With his brows more softly angled, his lashes now appeared so much longer and curly above his pearl bronzed smokey eye. Inside the expert thick liner, his brown eyes appeared to shine in a cognac color. With his completion looking soft and rich, his plum cheeks shined endlessly above his glowing blush, but there would be no eye not drawn to his lips, done in an eye popping fuchsia shimmer. His nails had been redone, as just the very utmost tip of his almond shaped nail had been snipped off and then filed with the edges still kept rounded. He now sported the latest "Squoval" style, with a square tip and rounded edges repainted in a pale pink base with a white tip, delivering the chic French Squoval style. The tiniest rhinestone's separated the pale pink from white tip on each ring finger, and the same pink French manicure now graced his toes. Out of the salon he walked with Kayla, certainly worthy of the princess like teasing, as they were finally able to step back into the limo on their way. As they got in, he immediately noticed a series of pillows, growing excited as Kayla noticed his expression and had a small laugh. "Not for sleeping, birthday girl," giggled Kayla, propping one up on the seat. "Sit back carefully against them and you might need two. These are for you lower back and not your head, so you don't crush you curls." "Well, maybe a dual use then later," joked Alex, letting her move his hair as he sat back. "Maybe," smiled Kayla, leaning in for a kiss that barely touched his lips. "But you might be too pretty for me." "I can get ugly real fast, blondie!" said Alex with a big smile. "You think so, huhhh?" teased Kayla. "Not in the dress I'll be putting you in you can't, soon to be party girl." They laughed for a bit, teasing each other as Alex couldn't stop looking at her piercings or touching her hair. It was the same gorgeous girl he'd always known, yet now she had taken her beauty to a whole new level of sexy. When the limo pulled up at Lulu's, they hopped out as he was more than ready to start his evening. There was really not much reservation left in him, as he was ready to party with her and at the end, hopefully claim his ultimate reward. Through the elaborate dress store they walked, heading to the fitting area as they sat waiting their turn. When the door opened and Bianca came out with another customer, she stopped dead in her tracks, loving what she saw. "Oh Kayla? Alex? I don't even know what to say, and right on time," said Bianca, coming up and hugging her and then hugging Alex. "Girls, you are going to look spectacular once I dress you for tonight?" "Of course she is," said Kayla, breaking the hug and tapping Alex. "Look at her. She's ready to take on the world tonight." "I don't know about that, Bianca?" said Alex, shaking his head. "Well, I guess we're about to find out," said Bianca, taking his hand. "Come on. I'm dying to see myself how our selection looks on you doll." Inside the familiar large dressing room they went as Kayla helped him off with his clothes. She had perfectly planned him being in a top that would not have to be lifted over his hair, so he was soon braless and then she peeled back the breast forms. With little disruption, down came his panties and in no time he was quickly nude in front of Bianca. Bianca started first at his chest, cleaning with an alcohol wipe, prepping beneath his breasts and near his rib cage. She gave the chemicals a minute to dry and absorb before unrolling some nude thigh high hose. As he stepped in and she snugged them at his thighs, she walked behind him, opening a drawer. Expecting her to help with his undergarments would need to wait a moment, as she returned with a small black blindfold. "Ok, we want the element of surprise here my darling, and I'd ask you to close your eyes, but if I were you, no matter what I'd have to cheat," said Bianca, holding it up. "Instead, I'm going to lift some of those pretty curls for a moment, dress you and then I'll let you have more than a peek." Around his eyes went the soft blindfold, as everything went black, yet he felt her tap his leg to lift it. Inside a tight undergarment he was placed, as she tightly tucked him away, pushing his testicles inside as it snugged inside the crack of his ass. Once again he was stepping into something as he felt another very lightweight panty slide into place. He felt a little tension at his waistline, but that was short-lived before he felt her tug at his hose on each thigh. Next came the squeezing at his natural breasts before feeling the cool silicon beneath them push up and then felt the sticky adhesiveness as they were pressed into place. He had grown accustomed to the weight as he felt them gently bounce once she released them, and then stood patiently as he heard an un-zippering sound. "Don't move even an inch, Alex," Bianca ordered, lifting his left foot and then his right as he could feel his dress sliding up. "I'll do the wiggling for you." Behind his back now he could feel it tightening on his waist, and then all was silent for a moment as he stood, reaching down and feeling the softness. "Guys, am I done?" Alex asked, awaiting their response. "No, sweetheart and hands off," said Bianca, undoing his dress in the back. "We're still deciding, so patience please." "Ok," nodded Alex, as he stepped out of one dress and then seconds later stepped into another. This one felt a little different as it slid up, and then he felt her pushing at his flesh around his boobs with her fingers. "Keep your nails spread, and hold the cups," said Bianca, oddly placing his hands on his boobs as she moved the dress slightly and then he could feel her tightening it on his back. "Ok, let go and hands on your hips now please." "That's the one," said Kayla. "You were one hundred percent right, Bianca. I loved the Mon Cheri on her too, but the House of Wu dress fits her like a glove." "She can get away with either dress Kayla, but unless she's about to sprout some bigger boobs, this is so much more elegant on her," said Bianca as he could feel her touching his body and feeling the fit everywhere. "Sure the other dress is a touch sexier, but to me she's got such a youthful glow to her, so stay with her looking her age, and I think with the hair and makeup like that, she's breathtaking in the Wu dress." "You're so right! Oh my gawwdd! I'm so excited!" said Kayla with a little squeal in her voice. "Can we get the shoes on her and let's see the whole thing." "Yup, one second," said Bianca, moving in the back and touching the laces. "Suck in, and hold it, Alex." "Whoa," gulped Alex, feeling her tightening the back's built in corset. "Again dear," said Bianca, pulling harder and then tying it off. "Ok wonderful sweetie, and so we're sticking with the Johnathan Kayne shoes, right?" "Well don't we need to?" said Kayla. "And why wouldn't I? They're perfect with that dress, and they're gorgeous." "No, they're perfect for both dresses, and everything's been altered for them, but I just get a touch worried," said Bianca, taking his hand from his hip. "I mean we really couldn't change a thing now anyway, and hold my shoulder Alex, as hopefully she can handle them." "I'm not worried," said Kayla, as Alex felt the first shoe go on. "Right, birthday girl?" "Worried? Why would I be worried being blindfolded and ..?" Alex began to say before feeling the angle of his foot being strapped in. "Holy shit, that feels high!" "You'll be fine, and they're not that much higher than we just danced in," replied Kayla, as he was suddenly holding on as the second foot went in. "No, that seems a lot higher," moaned Alex, trying to balance. "Well I'd say your cage heels before were about four inches but these are called Glamazons. Sure, they're going to feel higher with a little platform at the toe line, and a five and ? inch heel," said Bianca, pulling off his blindfold. "But in this dress it's so worth it, but you tell me, honey?" Alex's eyes were buldging out, as he could barely keep his focus, suddenly staring at himself perched atop the little elevated area in skyscraper heels, looking oh so leggy in a sweetheart, A-line, short flirty dress. He was pretty in pink, in a strapless fully bejeweled coral pink bodice that had a delicate sweetheart shape showing off some small cleavage, and the only thing covering his shoulders and upper back were layers of curls. From beneath his shoulder blades, satin coral pink laces were interwoven down to his waistline, cinching his already skinny frame a touch before the dress puffed out in a few layers of flirty fuchsia pink stacked sparkle tulle. On his feet, dazzling silver Glamazon stilettos featuring rhinestones throughout the straps and even inside the platform would be head turning just for the bling alone, yet their five and ? inch thin silver spikey heels would certainly keep him looking glamorous. "So don't you just love it, Alex!" said Kayla, standing, squeezing her own hands and shaking a little. "You look so beautiful for your birthday, I could cry." "You could cry?" said Alex, twisting slightly, amazed himself. "I don't even know what to say, Kayla?" "Just say you love it then?" replied Kayla, looking thrilled. "Were you expecting something different?" "I'm not sure what I was expecting," said Alex, sweeping his curls off his shoulders for a minute and staring at himself. "It's like I look in one way so innocent and sparkly and all curly.... yet another so leggy and sexy. I kind of see a girly girl staring back at me, but somehow I feel .. kinda pretty hot in all this? Is that bad?" "No, it's wonderful sweetheart, and that's exactly what we were after," said Bianca with a big smile on her face. "You're about to turn sixteen, not twenty five. It's a fantastic age, where girly girls can be flirty and sexy and come of age, while still be delicate. All those things are part of it, and then I think you've answered her question about loving it." "Oh? I guess I'm ready to party then, Kayla?" smirked Alex, twisting his skirt and batting his lashes at himself, a bit embarrassed that he said that. "But it's a lot of pink, and a lot of bling with a lot of curls and some crazy high heels. I hope I can walk in these, let alone dance?" "Trust me, you'll ace that no problem, pretty girly girl," Kayla winked at him and took his hand. "Step down here and try out the shoes." As Alex stepped down ever so gingerly holding one of her hands, there was no agreement he could make that he wasn't feeling like the ultimate girly girl. Once he was down on flat ground, she took his arms, lifting them to the air and bumped his hips, being silly. A quick twist of her wrist and she spun past him, as he instinctively turned like he had in dance class now before she stopped with a grin on her face. "What did I tell you?" teased Kayla, as it happened so fast. "You handled them no problem, so we good now, party girl?" "I guess so, and I can't believe I'm about to go out partying like this," said Alex, balancing yet trusting her completely. "I can't believe it either, but I'm so excited I can hardly function," said Kayla, shaking while she was hugging him. "Now come on so I can go get dressed too. I hope I look half this good." "Ok," nodded Alex, seeing her raw emotion. "And I doubt that would be a problem." "Have fun tonight girls, and here's the clutch that matches your shoes, honey," said Bianca as she handed him a small silver purse and handed Kayla a bag with Alex's clothes that he wore in. "Hope to see you again, honey?" Alex just smirked as she winked at him as out the door they went. With her hand in his, Kayla was singing and dancing with him, already in party mode as they got to the limo and hopped in. She turned up the radio, blasting some pop music, dancing and swaying with him as they drove and then when the song turned to a commercial, she leaned in, softly kissing him. She could barely control her emotions when she paused the kiss, looking into his eyes and then having to kiss him again. When the music came back on, she was singing, overly excited and then when she saw the limo exit the highway, quickly paused, wiping any gloss from their faces. "We're almost here," said Kayla, taking a deep breath. "Oh my gawdddd! This is so exciting." After one block, the limo turned down a palm tree limed grand entrance, and then Kayla's excitement had quickly jumped right inside Alex as well. "Are you kidding me, a hotel?" Alex was stunned as the limo pulled up. "It's gorgeous, right?" Kayla tapped his leg to get out. "Come on. Grab your purse, birthday girl." Kayla swung her legs from the limo as the driver helped her out, and then reached out his hand, helping Alex from the car. When his heels touched ground, he was totally taken aback, never expecting she would be bringing him somewhere this lavish for dinner. "It's amazing," said Alex, feeling so small, standing in from of the huge Gaylord Palms resort. "I can't believe you brought me here." "Why not? Did you think you got this dolled up for Applebee's or dancing in a sports bar?" teased Kayla, looping her arm inside Alex's, and then stuffing a bill in the driver's hand. "I'll text you later to pick us up sir, and thank you." "My pleasure ladies, and enjoy," said the driver, walking back around the car. "Now come," said Kayla, beginning to walk. "Because if you think it's pretty on the outside, just wait until you see how fancy the inside is." Past the grand flowing fountains they walked together, stopping for just a moment as Kayla made him take a selfie with her in front of the dancing water. As they got inside, he marveled at the sheer grandeur of the tropical Gaylord Palms, as Alex was completely thrown off that she had brought him to such an opulent place. "We're really having dinner here?" asked Alex, looking everywhere at the sights as she lead him through the lobby and past a series of stores and sights, one more beautiful than the other. "Yup, in a little while, but I have to change first once we get to our room, and you're already dressed," said Kayla as they strolled glamorously together. "All you need is a little touch up, some tweaking and you're ready, birthday girl." "Well I guess if you're having dinner in a place like this, then now I understand being this dressed up," said Alex, looking at all the amazing detail and glitz as they strolled through the emerald plaza area. "I'm sorry if I didn't say thank you." "You don't need to apologize. You've been pretty good for the most part this weekend so far," said Kayla, snuggling him in close as they walked now. "Well except making me a little jealous?" "But..." "But nothing. I'm teasing," said Kayla, kissing him. "I love you, and I just want it to be memorable." "Memorable? Seriously?" joked Alex. "That it would have been even without the fancy restaurant dressed like this you know." "I guess so, birthday girl," Kayla laughed as they turned down a wide corridor, walking past a large open cocktail party. "And without me ruining all the surprises, I was planning on us doing a bit more than eating here tonight, so let's hope you're good with that?" "You're not saying?" Alex was getting excited until she covered his mouth. "My lips are sealed, and maybe keep those pretty lips from flapping and smiling so large for a minute or two until we get through this area," Kayla nudged him, awakening his excitement. "I know you're in awe of the whole ambiance here, but I think giggling like a school girl, you're giving off a vibe you might not be looking to give at the moment." "Holy shit! Was I that loud? I didn't mean to be?" gulped Alex, seeing quite a few men looking their way and trying not to make any eye contact. "Well not that loud with your voice?" replied Kayla with a smirk. "But loud enough, being all bubbly and squealing while holding on to me while clicking your heels on the cobblestones. How many guys out drinking miss two girls in short outfits, giggling?" "Got it?" Alex replied, looking down at his heels clicking. "These guys have no shame in checking us out." "Guys seldom do, honey," smiled Kayla, seeing him being as curious as he was repulsed. "But you should know that by now, big time?" "Ok, ok? I do, but it's crazy that like half these guys are staring at me like that," said ,wishing his legs could move faster. "It didn't feel like that at the mall, or even the frat party. It's fucking gross, and I never really realized how uncomfortable it feels." "And now you do," nodded Kayla. "And that was because you were with me in a more natural setting, and not dressed in something like this, kind of on display." "I guess," nodded Alex. "It's ok, and comes with the territory of being a hottie," Kayla said while comforting him. "You've already learned so much this weekend." "Yeah way too much, and don't remind me of some of it," said Alex, staring up and down at the gawking men as they passed through them. "Jeez, I'm guessing they don't realize I'm fifteen, because half of them look double my age, and some look older than my father." "Being all dressed up in a hotel probably not, but you're telling me that like every guy no matter how old doesn't gawk and drool at the young models in every Vogue or Cosmo," smirked Kayla. "Come on? You may not be thinking those pretty girls are fifteen when you're whacking off staring at them making the pages sticky, but trust me a lot of them ,and I'm thinking even if you knew that, it wouldn't be stopping you from doing it." "Well, I might have just found the solution to stopping it for every guy," joked Alex. "Dress them up like me, let them experience how this feels, and I'm thinking that might work." "For like five seconds, maybe," laughed Kayla. "And how many gross guys could pull this off looking as hot as you do?" "I hope that's not supposed to make me feel any better, and obviously I may look decent, but we both know I'm no model like in the magazines?" smirked Alex, stopping and looking down at his legs and tugging down at his skirt. "I think it's that I look like I'm all legs in this short dress, and these crazy shoes. I've never felt this tall before?" "Because you're not tall? Your mom is barely five feet, and your dad is maybe five four," giggled Kayla, taking his arm as they began walking again. "You're five three, whether you admit it or not, and for the first time in your life you'll actually be kinda tall in those stripper heels? If you want, I'll add a little volume on top of your head and poof. You're a giant." "Stripper heels? Seriously?" gulped Alex, staring down as he walked. "Please, I don't want to be a stripper or a giant. I just want to blend in and get through the day with you, Kayla." "Oh I know you want more than that pretty girl, and it's just an expression, so chill," Kayla said as they turned into a private corridor now with a door on each side and stopped as she took out a flat key from her purse. "Just promise me you'll try to loosen up and enjoy yourself, because I'm feeling like tonight is the night you might really be waiting for. This is our room for the evening." "Oh ttt..that's awesome!" said Alex, almost hyperventilating as she leaned in and pecked a kiss on his lips. "We have a room. You're not just ttt...teasing me, right?" "No," nodded Kayla, lovingly touching his face and then kissing him again a bit deeper and tenderly before pulling back, staring at him and composing herself. "Now control yourself, because it's a good thing we're both wearing lipsticks that won't kiss off and it's touch up time anyway." "Ok sorry," said Alex, feeling himself trying to burst from his tucked position. "Calming down is a good idea." "That's my girl," Kayla licked her lips, reaching under his dress and softly rubbing him for a moment with her thumb. "Let's focus on the birthday girl, and then I think I might finally be ready for you in your birthday suit. You think you can do that for me, party girl?" "Oh Kayla?" moaned Alex, dying inside. "Well?" said Kayla, pulling her hand away, raising her brows. "Sound good?" "Sounds like this is the night I've been waiting for all my life, Kayla," replied Alex, as he was putty in her hands now. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that," Kayla answered with some emotion, squeezing him and then letting go, sliding the key in the door. "Come on, I'm dying to change now, and we're right on schedule." "Oh my gawwddd Kayla," yelled a girl as they walked into the room. "You're blonde?" "Is that Mindy?" Alex instantly spun away and covered his face, seeing a girl from school in a pale pink, short flaring dress, racing into the other room. "Mindy, what are you doing in here still?" asked Kayla, all annoyed. "Where's my dress?" "It's here Kayla, and sorry," said another girl, walking in dressed identically with a garment bag. "I gave them the other skirt and we're out of here. My sister is always freaking late, but at least we made it with everything just in time. Sorry again, and what gorgeous curls, honey. Wow?" Alex wanted to kill her, feeling like his hair was touched as they hurried past him with his back turned and out the door. "It's fine," said Kayla, patting his back. "That was Mindy and Cindy? Why were they here?" asked Alex, freaking out. "I think they just saw me like this and...." "And don't panic. I just needed them to run a few errands for me, and it's no big deal. I doubt they saw anything, because me being blonde threw them off big time, so that's what they were focused on," said Kayla, rubbing his arm. "They're twins, and they can't take a shit without each other, but you know that and you also know they're ding bats. Now relax, because...." "Because of course she's been dying to meet me, and this must be the birthday girl," said a woman, coming in with a big smile on her face. "That's her, Marlene," smiled Kayla, twisting his shoulder a touch, showing him off. "Isn't she gorgeous?" "Are you kidding? She's even prettier than the picture you sent me, and what a wonderful job my friend Valarie did on her," said Marlene, coming right up to Alex and air kissing him on each cheek before hugging him. "Muh.. Muh.. What a pleasure to meet you, honey." "Hi," Alex replied, a little surprised as she stepped back, looking over at Kayla. "Picture? Kayla? What picture?" "Alex, chill, and it was just to her. She works here, and it was just from the salon today. She's an amazing image consultant, stylist and fashionista for the resort, and just here to handle a few of the things for me tonight that I just can't. That's all," said Kayla, rolling her eyes momentarily before grabbing both his hands and looking into his eyes. "Now in a second, I'm going to go change into my dress, which hopefully you'll love, while Marlene and her team add a few little last touches. That's what they do, ok?" "Touches?" asked Alex, a bit miffed. "But didn't we just spend hours on that?" "For you to rock those gorgeous curls in this sexy dress, yes," smiled Kayla, rubbing her thumbs against his hands as she held them. "But the sun's going down now, and they're going to get you ready for dinner, to dance the night away with me and then... you know... make it a special night. That is what you want, right?" "You know I do," said Alex, feeling himself getting excited as she batted her eye lashes at him. "Good, then tell me you want to party and party big time ,birthday girl," smiled Kayla, getting closer, leaning against him, squeezing his hands a bit tighter and looking deeply into his eyes. "I want to hear you say it, because I need to know I didn't bleach the shit out of my hair and have to listen to my father scream at me for piercing my nostril for you for nothing?" "Oh I want to party with you!" said Alex, almost forgetting how he was dressed, feeling himself straining under the dress. "I want to party all night." "See what I'm talking about, Marlene. That's my Alex," nodded Kayla, reaching up, softly touching his face and pushing back a little. "It's just sometimes you're wound so damn tightly, honey." "No worries, Kayla," giggled Marlene, looking at her watch. "All we need is ten minutes max, and you two can party the night away, but we really do need to keep to that schedule." "See, it's just ten little minutes while I change," said Kayla, looking at him, getting emotional as he could see her getting teary eyed. "So promise me you won't be difficult, because all I want is for everything to be perfect for you, and then I'll be with you all night like I promised." "Stop. Don't do that to me," said Alex, feeling her emotion, reaching up and wiping a tear from her cheek. "I know you do in your weird crazy ways. I'm here in this ridiculous dress, aren't I?" "Ridiculously sexy you mean, but they'll tame that a little until its appropriate, party girl," Kayla wiped her eyes and then leaned in, giving him a tight hug. "Now this time I am going to change and give Marlene her ten minutes, so remember your promise to not be even a smidgen difficult." "Yup," said Alex, enjoying her squeeze. "I will." "Good. I love you so so sooo much... so just try to enjoy your moment as the belle of the ball," said Kayla, giving one last squeeze and then whispering in his ear. "See you in a few minutes, and don't be mad at me." "Mad?" replied Alex nervously, as she turned, not looking at him again, hurrying into another room and slamming a door. "Kayla?" "Guys, it's go time. Nine and a half minutes," said Marlene, clapping her hands. "And don't worry honey, there's nothing to be mad or worried about. You'll be right back with that pretty little Kayla in a jiffy. Now my team and I are just here to finish getting our birthday girl ready to party, and then you two can come back to the privacy of your gorgeous little suite whenever you'd like." "Oh," said Alex, surprised and looking around. "Really? So this is ours for the night?" "Yup, to do whatever you please with until the clock strikes almost midnight, my Cinderella," joked Marlene, taking him by the hand and leading him through the doorway into the next room and towards a high director's type chair. "Now scoot up there and allow me to tuck your puffy skirt for you so it doesn't wrinkle." "Oh," said Alex, quickly being seated as it wasn't easy getting up in the chair in the very high heels. "Sure." "Good, sweetie. Chop chop ladies!" yelled Marlene, clapping her hands as a few women scurried through a door towards him. "Now Claudia is our house makeup artist, and she's just going to pump up the volume on that pretty face for more of an evening look, while our fabulous hairdresser Emily adds a pretty birthday girl flare atop those gorgeous curls." "Oh sure," said Alex, relaxing a bit, feeling his hair being moved on his back. "I guess that doesn't sound so bad." "Of course it isn't. It'll feel like a flash in time after I've heard you spent quite a few hours in the salon getting ready. A few tweaks to shine under the strobe lights will seem like seconds, except maybe for a pinch here and there," said Marlene, firmly lifting his chin and looking into his eyes. "Eyes on me please Alex, and please try not to fidget." "Sure," replied Alex, a bit startled as a big blush brush was being worked across his cheeks as he looked down, seeing a big roll up makeup table on his left. "Smile please, and hold it until I say so, doll," said Claudia, taking a pencil to his lips as he felt his hair really being tugged at now near his neck. "Please be very still one more second and then now you can close." "Oh I do like that color on her, but do not lick honey, and do not move your head at all," said Marlene, softly touching under his chin, watching intently now as Claudia began filling in his lips with a brush. "This will nicely pick up your lip stain and give you a birthday 'wow' factor, so you better be smiling, all night." "Uuuhhhmmm," mumbled Alex, knowing he couldn't speak, feeling the pastiness now on his mouth as she worked ever so carefully, cringing a bit as his hair was being stretched quite a bit from behind across his neck. "Suuurree? Ouuccchh." "Sorry?" said Emily from behind, tugging a bit more as he could feel some heat and hear some sizzle. "But I have to separate a little while making sure every ringlet is just perfect. Sometimes it means a little more tugging than I'd like." "Kkkk," mumbled Alex, sitting as still as he could, being worked on by the three women. He wasn't really sure how she possibly give him more curls than he already had, as she continually tugged and twisted atop his head now. He could see only Emily's hand reach around, taking pin after pin from Marlene's outstretched palm filled with dark bobbi's and a few little clear bands, as slowly but surely they seemed to be making their way onto his head. When finally her palm was empty, Marlene stepped back for a moment, just observing Emily working as Claudia now separated his fingers and was working on each one individually. In reality, it was soft and painless except for the annoying tugging and pinning as he sat without issue, just awaiting his reunion with his girlfriend. With his fingers outstretched and the smell of a polish that was obvious, he knew they were adding to his nails, but it was painless and uneventful, thinking only now about what Kayla might be soon wearing. "Ok eye closed, and do not move that head, as we're picking up the pace a bit now, honey," said Claudia, opening a drawer with a big eye shadow palette with a series of dark colors in front of his face as he closed his eyes, obeying her request. As the soft shadow began touching his lids, some much firmer pulling began near the middle of his crown area as he did his best not to move. Every few seconds, he could hear hair spray spritzing behind his forehand, and then finally when the softest touches stopped, on each lid he peeked open his eyes, seeing Claudia switching positions with Emily, who now moved right in front of him with a rat tailed comb, big gold aerosol can and curling iron in her hands. "Here, palm out, hold this honey," said Emily, handing him a big dark sponge as he held it in his palm for a minute, as suddenly she dropped a long section of his hair into his face. It was weird and distracted him for a moment, as second by second now she pulled back layer after layer, teasing atop his head. When finally most of it was gone, she took the sponge from his hand as he felt it settle near the back of his crown and her brush his hair over it before more pins made their way in. "Hey, no cheating, and hold this but do not touch your hair with those nails," teased Emily with a few pins in her mouth. He sat with the front of his hair pinched between his thumb and fingers, seeing Marlene holding her palm out, filled with even more pins out of the corner of his eyes. There was still so much twisting, curling and spraying as he knew she had teased his hair a bit, but was pretty confused feeling the tension and holding the front. He cringed here and there from the little tugs, and then finally when he noticed Marlene's hand again empty, she straightened his chin ever so gingerly. "Chin flat, and still hold the front," said Marlene, slowly positioning his face to her liking. "Eyes closed just a little more and let's set it now, Claudia." "Sorry," smirked Alex, getting a bit curious as he closed his eyes and then unexpectedly felt something being placed atop his head. It was not at all what he anticipated, feeling the weight across his crown area and instantly grew nervous, not understanding what they were up to. As he felt more pins slide across his scalp, he was dying to reach up to feel what she was doing, but was stuck holding his own hair in front. It took but a second to become quickly distracted by a deep scratching sensation into his scalp near each temple and mid crown, followed by the sound of some snapping sensations above each ear. "Sorry princess, but all done with that now, and let go of your hair!" said Emily, as he looked up as she took the hair from his fingers and stretched the long section outward before pulling away from his side part again. "You can keep those pretty eyes open now, but just don't move and get burnt." "Ok," gasped Alex, staring up at the hot iron slowly twisting and turning on an angle, starting from his cheekbone and spanning up towards his forehead. In and out she released the long section two and then three times, as the long big curl bounced off his forehead and nose before finally she seemed to pull it aside under control and out of his vision. With her fingers now, Emily patted and touched the hair above his right eye before sliding in a few more pins behind his right ear and then finally it seemed in place. Then with a pick, she lifted and spritzed briefly with a small blue can over and over before finally once again switching with Claudia, as all their rotations were getting dizzying. As Claudia dipped her brush into some shiney powder, she began softly brushing it beneath his eyes and at his cheek bone, as once again Emily was working from behind, lifting and twisting. It seemed almost unfathomable that she could put any more pins on his head, but she reached over another three or four times, taking another few groups from Marlene. He was easily distracted now when Claudia moved from powdering his face to brushing at his cleavage, as he glanced down, seeing the shine illuminate from his little cleavage area. The second she put down her brush, she readjusted his face to look straight forward and then one last time painted at his lips as they really felt tacky now. When she put down the brush, she stepped back, nodding to Marlene who looked at Emily as she walked in front of him, shaking a huge gold aerosol can. "Final cementing, honey," said Emily, placing her palm over his eyes as she sprayed quite heavily as he could feel the stickiness cover his head. "This will really keep those curls where we want ,and you'll be getting one last coat in another two minutes just before we let you out of here." When she finally moved around to the back and took her palm from his eyes, it was all he could do not to sneeze and then Marlene again came in, holding his chin the moment the fumes settled. "Remember that little pinch I was mentioning?" said Marlene, looking into his eyes. "That wasn't so bad, right?" "Well, no, it was more like hair pulling," Alex said before feeling a nasty pinch at his left ear. "Ooouuuccchhh. Holy shit! Hey what the hell?" "Because that wasn't it, and I'm so sorry, we never really do things this way," said Marlene, cringing softly and touching his face. "So please blame Kayla!" "I figured. I'll blame her alright," Alex was almost ready to cry fighting the pain and tears, reaching up, feeling the piercing now through the top of his left ear's cartilage. "She never stops. Isn't all this enough?" "She just wants everything perfect, so close your eyes and let's fix that eyeliner, please," said Marlene, as he closed them, feeling a pat under each eye as she pulled away his hand. "Everyone should be so lucky to have a friend like her." "I know she does, and I am. I'm really lucky I guess," said Alex, feeling a soft touch at each side of his nose and then a weird feeling of something inside it. "I'm sorry. I'm not being difficult and I promised her I wouldn't be." "Good, because that wasn't really it either," said Marlene, as he popped open his eyes, seeing a device clamped on his nostril. "I'm so sorry again honey, but please don't move." "Oh my gawwwwddd," yelled Alex, feeling an extreme pain on his nose while Marlene squeezed his hand to comfort him momentarily. "She must be fucking kidding me. Hooolllyyy shiiittt!"!! "Sorry, she wanted to surprise you, and said she surprised you today doing it," said Marlene, softly rubbing his arm. "Don't be worried, it looks amazing on you, and we're all done with anything painful, honey. I promise." "Just one second to clean it and fix your face Alex," said Emily, with a cue tip, working around it and inside his nostril with her fingers. "And good thing this room is sound proof." "This is crazy," cried Alex, freaking out with Emily cleaning inside his nose with white latex gloves on her hand. "How am I getting that out now after tonight?" "It's so pretty, so why would you, and all good Marlene, because she's not a bleeder?" said Emily, pulling off the gloves, giving the thumbs up and dotting his foundation, careful not to touch the hole. "These things close right up though if you don't like them, so if that's what you ultimately decide, just put a touch of cover up on the hole if you don't want it seen." "I feel sick to my stomach," said Alex, holding his chest as they touched up under his eyes. "I'm freaking nauseous now." "It's just nerves, as we're almost done, and that's why you get these things done by experts like us, instead of the mall or shitty tattoo parlors. You'll be fine in a second, honey," said Marlene, comforting him and then reaching over to the table, putting on a head set. "Ok Charlie, we're exactly on schedule and a go in ninety seconds. She's a bit nervous, but no different than every other diva these days." "Diva? Seriously?" said Alex, freaked out now. "Who's Charlie, and why are you talking into that?" "Ok, ladies. Tag team finish," said Marlene, getting excited. "She looks amazing. Excellent work everyone. Set her face, Claudia. Eyes closed, princess." Before he could utter another sound, a little pump spray began spritzing his face and he closed his eyes momentarily, feeling it mist across his face. When he opened them back up, Claudia was fanning his face with her hands and then she turned, putting down the pump, grabbing a big silver glittery spray can. Alex was completely confused now, as Emily again grabbed the big gold aerosol spray once in one hand, but this time grabbed a small white blow dryer in the other. He looked over at Marlene, but this time it was her hand that shielded his eyes and then all at once he was engulfed in fumes, as they encircled his head in spray while walking around him in tandem. With her other hand now, Marlene lifted his hair in the back as they coated and set his style one last time, seemingly circling him two or three times. It was a good twenty seconds of rotation until finally the hair spray ceased, and then finally the soft warm air from the hair dryer was turned off. When he opened his eyes, seeing the girls staring in at him, seemingly inspecting, it was like he was hallucinating, looking through all the sparkle in the air. He wasn't sure if it was good or really alarming that they all seemed so pleased, and then Marlene snapped her finger in front of his face. "Ok love, you look, but let's get your mindset right, please," smiled Marlene, wiggling her finger in his face and then putting the head set back on. "Time to focus, and you can start the countdown, Charlie." "Focus on what?" mumbled Alex, trying not to open his mouth, feeling his face and hair being coated. "Oh that tastes terrible." "Happens all the time," laughed Marlene, shaking a breath spray as Emily stepped in, changing his earrings. "Open just for a second, and whatever you do, just let us guide you please. Time to stand up now, honey." "Fine! I'm dying to get out of this damn chair anyway," said Alex, feeling something sliding onto his chest from behind and then his hair being lifted for a second as they clasped it behind his nape as they helped him from the chair to his feet. "Wow, those are heavy!" "Chin up one last time, and we're done. Eyes on me, and don't kick the girls in those fabulous shoes," said Marlene, cupping his chin as Emily pushed aside the chair before he felt his left leg being lifted for just a second and then the right. "I want you to not peek and experience the wow factor, princess." "I think I've experienced enough," Alex replied as Emily stood up and tugged around his waistline. "Oh think again then, princess!" smiled Marlene.