We entered the theater and sat down to watch the movie. I put my arm around her, she leaned her head on my shoulders, and in every way we behaved like...an ordinary couple out on a date. Thirty minutes into the movie, however, I felt Suzanne beginning to squirm against me. "Suzanne?" I whispered. "Are you all right?"She was startled, and it took her a moment to respond. "Uh... I'm fine. Just fine."I pretended to watch the movie for two more minutes, until I felt Suzanne's body rubbing against. He broke their embrace and said they needed to get downstairs before they never made it. They walked to the elevator. He admired her dress and commenting on the fit and asked if she had anything on underneath. She smiled and told him no. He gave her a wicked grin. They walked into the ballroom. It was already crowded. She assumed her role as David's date and mingled with the crowd making small talk with everyone. She enjoyed the attention and, unlike David. was still enthralled with the scene.. I pause so you can feel the hard, sharp razor against your sensitive skin as I make the first pass to remove the soft hair and make you as smooth as possible. It's so hard for you to hold still. I can see in your eyes and from your sweet swollen nipples how you want to again feel my fingers back inside you, my mouth on your clit. Soon my swollen cock will be deep inside, giving the pleasure you deserve and desire so badly. After each pass of the razor, my fingers gently stroke the freshly. She ran right into the water squealing:“Dude, this is so cold! It’s also sooo right! I haven’t done that in ages!”I wondered why, and my first thought was that she had just come out of prison. It was a dumb thought, and yet there was a lot of evidence to support such an idea. And after all she had this no bullshit confidence that I guess you could only acquire in prison. But of course that was a dumb idea and I kind of felt bad for it.I wish she’d turned around when she undressed, so that I’d.