It relaxes me and eliminates my stress."Kelly felt between her legs and was amazed by the smoothness. She got off the bed and looked at herself in the...full length mirror. She liked what she saw. Megan smiled and ordered her back to trying on underwear. As Kelly examined herself in the mirror while trying on the duds, she felt that Megan was correct, the underwear did look better with no pubic hair.Soon there were people wheeling racks of clothes into the suite, and Megan started helping her try. "If I was going to spend another night with Ed." It's not about sex, is it?" Heavens no, Gramma. It's about friends and interests and learning and experiencing ... It's about life!"She glanced around her living room. Everything was in place. That's me, in the time between when I get home from school and when Ed shows up."See if Ed can stand another night of you, Dana."I squealed. A quick text to Ed. His reply. Then I was across the alcove to his door."What brought this surprise?" he. ’ I smiled. She laughed. ‘Please excuse me for asking but I have to know.’ She stopped and looked me in the eye. ‘Why have you never taken me into your bed?’ The English have a good expression for it – gob smacked and that was what I was. That feeling of utter incredulity, of being totally flabbergasted! I stood there for a moment unsure of what to say. Maria kept looking me in the eye as she moved a step closer. ‘Are you, how do you say, estranho, queer?’ ‘Gay is the word I think you are. ’ ‘Hopefully your babysitting skills are as good as your academic ones,’ I said. And I hope you can take a cock well, too. ‘I have a ton of references.’ She dug through her purse and gave me a folded up, printed list of names, phone numbers, and addresses. I contacted Emily’s references, who gushed about her responsibility and way with c***dren. I was sold. By her actual babysitting techniques, anyway, if I were hiring her for her body, I would have done it on the spot. The first night.