It wasn't long before even those layers were gone. Lying naked under the sun, you'd have to guess which was warming our bodies more, the sun or our pa...sion.~You are the needier today. You push me onto my back as we kiss. You move from kissing my lips to kissing around my face. Then you move to my ears, neck, and chest, trailing your tongue on my skin. You tell me I taste wonderful as you move to my nipples, licking at them. Then you continue to tease me, starting to suck each nipple hungrily. I. " I followed her instructions and soon her armpit was as clean as a whistle. Then she helped me lift up her caste and I got the right side too. For the rest of the week I came in every morning and helped her shave. She could have done some of it, but she said that it really helped when I did it and I didn't question her. The next week, I came in to shave her and she said, "Do you mind if I take my shorts off?" "What for?" I replied. "I'd like you to shave all of my upper thighs. I hate having. .. they detail everything I want from you and even what you want from me and you make sure you reply with one just as explicit as the one I sent .But what did I do today for you to call me nawty ?? I wore a skirt - you like me in skirts , you like to run your hand up my leg as you drive us to your motel room , I love the way how you sneek your way up and brush your fingers across the material that covers my pubes . I giggled today when you did it ... you looked at me and asked what I was up to. It charms him, endears her to him. And yet, there is a distance between them, a gulf of language and culture to be sure, but not only that. He sees her as if she is a subject, someone to be observed and to feel awed by. She has become perfection to him, an overpowering ideal. He feels her fragile beauty as an ache, a longing for an unattainable ideal. But despite his feelings, she is here sitting beside him. She relaxes in the chair and crosses one leg over the other. Again the artist’s pang.