She immediately brightened and rose, heels clicking on the linoleum floor as she swiveled the chair around to face him.
"So considerate of naughty girl for you, such service" he added, settling back into the chair.
She swiveled it to naughty girl for face the wall of mirrors, her voice sliding into the inevitable "Whatll it be" with a little more tension, a wisp of hope...
Her lips curled up into a small smile, a controlled smile as her heart raced.
"Thatll be quite a change," she said.
He didn hesitate.
Oh my, she thought, this Tuesday could be naughty girl for memorable.
Should I?
Could I?
Will he?
She knew she had to do one thing before answering those questions.
Thinking quickly naughty girl for, she muttered something about the sun coming in blindingly through the window.
She left him sitting there staring into the naughty girl for mirror as she pulled the blinds closed, gently put the "Gone Fishin " sign in the door and softly locked it without a telltale click.
When she returned, the striped white cotton cape still was draped over the chairs arm.
In an instant, she decided to see just how interesting this Tuesday might become.
"You know," she said standing naughty girl for beside the chair, " to do what you want, Ill take out my big naughty girl for clippers, push your head down" – she grabbed a fistful of the thick curls cascading from his neck and pulled up, forcing his chin to his chest.
He grunted.
With that, she ran her hand up the back of his neck, ruffling his hair.
She smiled to herself, imagining her hands rubbing that head as she placed it.