“Of course. He’s more overbearing than Razer, but I figure he’s just been lonely since Beth and Razer have married. I’m sure Shade and Razer don’t get to spend as much time hanging out together anymore.”
“I know for a fact they don’t spend as much time together since Beth,” Sex Piston said wryly. Beth had told her why she had broken up with Razer when they had first started dating. The men shared women and Beth had caught them in the act. Beth sure as fuck wouldn’t have told her innocent sister that piece of news.
Shade had drawn her and her friends’ attention since the first time they had seen him at the Pink Slipper, covered in tats. His badass biker vibe had everyone, including herself—she wasn’t ashamed to admit wanting a piece of the gorgeous man—wanting him.
Personally, Sex Piston knew a man as dominant as Shade would never be attracted to women with aggressive dominant personalities like her and her friends. Lily, on the other hand, would be a perfect submissive for the man and she was willing to bet he fucking knew it.
Being a friend of Razer’s wouldn’t protect her for much longer. That thin line was wearing down. She had noticed that in the diner when he had little patience with having no control over whether or not Lily cut her hair.
“He’s more than overbearing; he’s a Dom.” Sex Piston’s scissors kept cutting,letting Killyama take over Lily’s education—something Beth should have already done, but Sex Piston doubted she knew about that kinky shit.
“A Dom?” Lily’s eyes widened in the mirror, staring at Killyama.
“Don’t you read books? Haven’t you heard of Fifty-One Shades of Black and Blue?” Killyama wisecracked.
It was everything Sex Piston could do to hold her scissors steady, desperately biting down on her tongue to keep from adding a raunchy comeback.
“I’ve heard of books like that, but I’ve never read them,” Lily said, her head lowered to her lap.
“What’s your email? I’ll lend you a few copies,” Killyama said, then added beneath her breath, “You’re going to need them.”
“No thanks. I don’t have time for extra reading right now. I have finals coming up. Besides that, I really only read inspirational books.”
“They inspired me,” Killyama said with a big smile.
“Can I borrow them?” Fat Louise asked.
“No,” Killyama, Crazy Bitch, T.A. and Sex Piston all spoke at the same time.
“Send them to me. I need some fresh ideas,” Crazy Bitch said, still swinging the chair back and forth. “I have a new whip to break in.”
When Lily began staring at Crazy Bitch with fear, which Sex Piston had to admit she kinda had her reconsidering their friendship, she changed the conversation to Lily’s friend.
“What’s your roommate, Penni, doing for spring break?”
“She’s doing an internship, too. She wants to get a job with them when she graduates in May.” Lily didn’t look happy that her friend would be graduating before her. “I’m going to miss having her as a roommate.”
Sex Piston took her time styling Lily’s hair. It was beginning to get dark when Lily had arrived and now it was completely dark outside.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Killyama go to the door and look out.
Finished, Sex Piston took a step back, admiring her work. The result was stunning.
“Holy shit,” the women surrounding Lily exclaimed.
The young girl had been transformed into a sexy woman. Her hair had been layered to let the dark locks frame her face, drawing attention to her beautiful eyes and full lips. The length remained almost the same, yet it appeared fuller and thicker with the addition of the layers Sex Piston had cut.
Sex Piston watched as Lily stared at her image in the mirror. She could tell that Lily was uncomfortable with the look. “If you don’t like it, all you have to do is blow dry it straight when you wash it,” she said gently, laying her hand on her arm underneath the cape. “If you give it a couple of days, you’ll get used to it. The style is a more mature look for you.”
“It sure as hell is. If I was a guy, I’d do you. Hell, I love dick, but you’re making me consider switching, Lily,” T.A. joked, touching Lily’s other arm.
Sex Piston could tell the smile Lily gave her was forced.
“It’s nice. I was just expecting you to cut it shorter.” Her murmur was low and filled with disappointment.
“Lily, short hair isn’t going to make you less hot.” Lily shot a surprised look at Sex Piston’s intuitive comment. “Sometimes, the only way to fight what you’re afraid of is to be a better fighter. A girl can always be overwhelmed, but a woman knows how to overwhelm a man,” Sex Piston replied with the best advice she could.