h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

After trading phone calls for a week, I have finally arrived at Cora's for a hair cut and beard trim. Cora's is a small place with Filipino cutters, all women except for Ludwig. While I would prefer the attentions of a woman, Ludwig does a great job and I see no compelling reason to switch. Ludwig speaks with a Filipino accent and corrects me: "It's 'Ludvig', 'Lude VIG'."

I sit for a bit and read a Hugh Hefner interview in magazine. I try not to be to obvious in my enjoyment watching the younger clientelle and the petite Filipino cutters.

After Lud VIG's wonderful shampoo I sit patiently in his chair while he snips and looks at his unfolding creation. Close across the aisle, a twenty-something seats herself in the reclining chair for a shampoo. I have enjoyed watching her ample breasts animate her t-shirt and as she reclines they spread deliciously across her chest. Her nipples are hard. Lude VIG snips and I watch the breasts jiggle to the motion of the shampoo. A little splash hits one of the erect nipples and it continues its little circling arc pressed brownly against the t-shirt. I try not to imagine crawling onto the reclining chair with her or imagine her naked skin against mine.

And in deference to the h2g2 management, I will not describe or otherwise mention a familiar swelling taking place underneath the black cape that Lud VIG has placed over me to catch my falling hair.

Welcome back, YankaWanka, and keep your resolve stiffened! Now give us another segment of Chance Encounters.