“Agreed. We can check this out later.”When we climb back over the ridge things seem noticeably brighter, though I hadn’t felt it was any dimmer...back there. It was just quieter, but… somehow it was visibly quiet. That was weirdly and unexpectedly stressful. A different weird stress than the rest of what I’d met here.Suddenly and cheerfully, he suggests “Let’s have a minute of sunshine and something to drink before we get back to it.”“Huh?” I ask, a bit distantly.“We’re already down here,” he. It's very mysterious." It sounds dangerous. Be careful, Sammy," he said as we parted."He knows my name," I laughed, mimicking Erica."I'm going back next week," I said to my Friday night companions."Bring her for pizza," Laura suggested and the others said they would like to meet Erica too.After taking Wendy and Zelda to their dormitory, I stopped by the pizza shop and picked up Gladys, thus continuing a routine that, with the exception of Thanksgiving break, was adhered to like clockwork. If. It was then I realized that all my hair had dropped off onto the floor of the shower. I watched as it disappeared down the drain. She soon joined me, but now I really began to worry on seeing she was brandishing a razor.“Keep very still while I do this or I might cut you.” she said as she grabbed my cock and started to take off the hair around my balls and cock. She made me turn around and bend as she removed any hair from my ass. Finally after a very close and intimate inspection she was. I vote for Rhee’s option.”“Thanks, Love. Heather better be right about Brit’s idea, because she’s elevated my libido with her guesses about Brit.” She grinned at Heather, then at me, before adding, “To summarize: We’ll need all the particulars here on ... Tuesday for ... Oh, hell. It can’t be Tuesday, as we need Celeste here.Heather asked, “Would Brit have all the fabric paint she would need before this Tuesday, anyway? Since we need to push it to Friday, we just need to confirm with Brit that.