Chapter 03: The Familiar Back

On the first day of work, Larry was approachable and chatted with everyone so he could have a preliminary understanding of his female colleagues.

At the end of the evening, Larry returned home, freshened up, and changed into a set of leisure clothes. He also noticed that his father had not yet returned.

The summer breeze was very hot, bringing a warm feel to the face.

After being gone from home for four years, Larry was eager to stroll through the town.

Suddenly, next to a hair salon, a stunning blonde girl sprang out and clutched Larry’s arm without saying a word.

"Sir, the day is so hot, come to our store to cool off for a while."

The young girl, who appears to be in her twenties, sported a short skirt and an exposed halter top.

She was barely clothed.

The girl's short skirt firmly wrapped around two long, slender, straight, and tender legs tucked in a pair of stockings.

The girl in front of him was a prostitute.

"I'm not interested," Larry said.

"Sir, it's cheap, a hundred dollars, how about it?"

Larry shook his head, and although the girl in front of him was very enchanting and made him impulsive, Larry did not like women who had been ridden by countless men.

"Sir, you're all hard down there, is there no money inside your wallet? How about eighty?"

Larry frowned and did not speak.

"Eighty is too expensive, huh? Sixty."

The girl slowly lifted her skirt, revealing a layer of white undies.

"Stop it."

Larry decisively pushed the girl away.

However, when his hand touched her leg, a tingling sensation spread throughout his body.

"Forty."

Larry tried to push the girl away, but hesitated for a moment, looked at the girl’s soft body, then subconsciously withdrew his hand.

The girl was determined and did not care about Larry’s refusal, wiggling her ass and continuing to follow up.

Because she saw that Larry had an erection down there and knew he was in need.

She put her hands on Larry's shoulders, her body pressed tightly, "Forty dollars is not much, sir, just come only this once, as a favor to me."

"I can give you forty dollars, as long as you stop bothering me."

Larry was really worried that he wouldn't be able to restrain himself, after all, normal men need sex.

Not to mention being in his adolescent years, he was indeed very vibrant.

Pulling out his wallet, Larry was stunned as he felt his bottom grabbed by the woman, and suddenly the wallet fell to the ground.

Just as he picked up the wallet, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the entrance of the hair salon.

A familiar figure emerged from the interior and walked in the opposite direction.

Was that her? Why did she come here?

"Sir, do you want it?"

The girl purposefully pushed down her bra, slightly revealing her breasts as she squatted.

Larry glanced at them and his heart beat faster.

"Let's go in. There is a private room in the shop where you can do whatever you want with me."

The girl took advantage of Larry's daze and dragged him right into the hair salon.

When he was pulled to the entrance of the hair salon, he looked up and saw the four words in plain sight: May Flower Hair Salon.

"Boss, forty dollars."

Without saying any more word, the girl pulled Larry into a small, dimly lit room, giving him a feeling of confusion.

At this time, a woman's moan sounded from the next room, and he thought it should be another prostitute in business.

The girl closed the door and lay down on the bed, with a pair of charming eyes looking at Larry.

"Sir, come on, fuck me."

Larry gulped and stood in the doorway still thinking about the scene he had just seen.

Just then, his mind once again recalled the figure that had left in a hurry from May flower Hair Salon.

Why was she here? Just for a haircut?

Or did she have another purpose?