I could see his point however it would help us be at more ease.I came home and walked into the kitchen where my Mother was standing naked, making some...food. Being nudist I didnt bother too much and it wasnt a shock to see her with nothing on. After greeting her I went to me room and got more comfortable, stripping down to my boxers and headed back down to the kitchen. In the kitchen my mother was sitting eating and I sat down across the table from her. After talking for a few minutes the topic. A fine, blondish stubble pierced her skin, so she decided that it was time to clean things up. Just because she was in the jungle didn't mean that she neglected her personal hygiene. A package of cheap disposable razors provided her with the second blade she would use on this trip. Her finger moved slowly over the rim of her vagina, giving her a slight thrill. The blade passed over her pubic region, cleaning the delta that flowed off her stomach and down past her legs. When she had. The slippery stockings I was wearing in combination with the smooth linoleum of the kitchen floor provided no friction whatsoever and a second later I found myself on the floor, doing the splits.Mom said, "Wow, I never knew you could do that, Steve!"Steph took my shoulders again and pulled me backwards so I was lying flat on my back. She straightened my legs in front of me, then lifted one of them up and brought it all the way up so it was touching my shoulder, extended perfectly straight."Wow,. "What do you need help with? Jessica could help you, couldn't she?"Jeanie rolled her eyes."No. My husband, the loaf, isn't any help with this at all." You want to give me more of a clue as to what 'help' you need? We do have a staff psychologist at the hospital." Very funny."Jessica and I were not being very successful in hiding our laughter."You two just encourage her," Jeanie went on. "I have to make the final decisions on the kitchen appliances by tomorrow. They need to start finishing that.