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Sasha wakes you with a blowjob. It feels great, and you give her a full load protein shake. You get up and get dressed.

You get up. Sasha's roommate and co-owner of the tea shop is still asleep. She left a stack of ones on the kitchen counter: her haul from last night.

"Who wins?" you ask.

Sasha gets her stack and adds it up. She then counts the other stack. "Ugh, Natsia wins."

"It's OK, you'll love being her lesbian fuck toy."

Sasha and Natsia live above their shop, and you go down, and Sasha makes coffee. After you finish your cup, you kiss Sasha, exchange numbers and head on.

You walk past an upscale salon. There's a blonde outside on her phone. "They're supposed to open early for me," she says on the phone, "but they're five fucking minutes late."

You see a woman with short brown hair in a bob rush up and open the door. You have both women ignore you for now.

You watch them go in and the blonde takes a seat. The brunette walks up behind her. "So what are we doing today?"

You give each women the same programmed command: She will believe whatever I say, do whatever I say, and accept whatever I say without question. They can see me now.

"Hello," you say. "I'm the stylist from Hollywood you sent for. As you know I normally charge a thousand dollars per session, but I'm giving you a steep discount. Ready for my advice?"

"Oh, definitely!" says the blonde.

"Yes, sir," says the brunette.

"First, you need semen in your hair," you tell the blonde. "Lots of lots of it. Leave here and don't come back until you have had at least 6 men ejaculate in you hair. I saw a construction site nearby. I'm sure you can get lots of semen there; in fact, if you can get more than six loads, the better. Massage it in."

This woman loves cum in her hair. She craves it.

"OK," she checks her phone for the time.

"Don't worry about the time. You wanted this session, and it's the most important thing you'll do today."

The blonde gets up and leaves.

"So, what's your name?" you ask the brunette.

"Patricia Stevens. Nice to meet you."

"John Masters." You take her hand and kiss it.