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Then she slid her hands up my neck, taking almost every strand of hair with
them. “Oh! Don’t we look so *cute* with our hair up,” She gushed, trying out
some different styles. For the first time that day I could feel myself getting
wet from all the attention and pampering Jenny was giving me. I wanted her to
prepare me for whatever she wanted, to make me beautiful for herself. I felt
totally lost in those delightful feelings of femininity. Like I was falling
through space into her loving arms.
It seemed to go on forever before she finally starting braiding my hair. First
my long locks were brushed back and tied into two sections. Each section was
then separated further into three and braided, one section over the other.
She smiled at me in the mirror, closed her eyes, and teasingly kissed into
the air. I felt like I was going to go crazy with desire while feeling helplessly
under her command. I anxiously awaited her every move. When the braids were done,
they were fastened above my ears with clips.