Cont.
>After spinning Fang around some more. I plant a deep and invigorated kiss on her lips and put her down. I am positively vibrating in excitement.
>"Anon, you have fucking hair!" She reaches in and grabs a handful of her own. "Its so long too, holy shit! What the hell did that creep give you?"
>She brushes her hands through it and then pulled. The sensation was unfamiliar and quite painful.
>Yet it did nothing to curb my elation. If anything, it seemed to increase it. Further cementing that fact that I am not dreaming.
>Fang smiles up at me. My energy infectious.
>"C'mon, dweeb. let me finish showering. I'll not be too long."
>I allow Fang to get back into the shower and i immediately go to the mirror, checking myself out. Without a hairbrush, I have to use my fingers to brush it through.
>"Raptor-Jesus. No one is going to believe this. Especially the purple Triglet. I am going to absolute mog her. Show her for calling me "Chrome-dome" The other week."
>Soon enough. Fang has showered and has nudged me aside to begin towelling down her own hair and applying her makeup.
>From the adrenaline coursing through my body out of sheer excitement. I can't help myself but to slap her shapely rear. Gaining a shocked squawk and a wild elbow thrown my way.
>I manage to slip out of the bathroom before she can damage my beautiful new hair.