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Beyond the glass doors, the wind carried an icy edge that hinted snow would soon fall. “What would you like today?” Zara was asked by Miriam, the owner of the salon. Miriam was plump and chocolate-skinned. She wore dark pencil lining on her lips and a short brown wig. Her black T-shirt had the inscription I ❤️ Florida printed boldly across it. “I want braids,” Zara replied. “Long ones… and make the tips curly.” “Alright. What color?” “Gold.” “Gold it is.” Miriam nodded and waved one of the girls over. “Tasha, take care of her.”

I smiled at her. “Enough with this, let's start your make over. By the way, I am Brianna. Bryan in the morning, Brianna in the evening”, she introduces as she flips her hair. I chuckled in her introduction. I don't know, but I'm comfortable with him. “I'm Callixta, nice meeting you, Brianna.” She sweetly smiled at me once again and started to fix my face. It was a simple make over but elegant. She really knows my taste. She also braided my hair and encircle it in my head. She also put curled short hairs in my face to highlight my contour.

He was, well, a breath of cum air. The man who stood before me was an imposing figure, easily towering over most others in the room. His height was truly striking, likely measuring somewhere in the range of 6 feet and 10 inches. His appearance was equally captivating, with a mane of sunflower blonde hair that he had meticulously braided into intricate cornrows. Rather than neatly tucking the ends of the braids, he had allowed the remaining loose strands to cascade freely, creating a wild, curly halo around his head.