He decided that it didn't matter what thecause was. If the hair itched the he would just shave it off.He grabbed his mother's razor and shaving and go... to work. He started athis ankles and worked his way up slowly, making sure to use long smoothstrokes so he didn't cut himself. It was like he had done it a milliontimes. Once he was finished he admired how wonderful his legs looked. Hethought it looked a little feminine but he didn't mind. He also reveledin the relief of the incessant itching. Plus she knew he was just trying to trick her into thinking it would be someone she didn't know. Of course it would be him! Could she really do it, not knowing for sure? Still, even if she was certain it was him, she could imagine it wasn't and sort of live her fantasy that way. It could be a lot of fun. Hell, it was better than anything she'd thought of doing this weekend. In spite of her nervousness, it didn’t take long for Barrin to convince her. Before saying yes, she asked him to repeat. Then I reminded her “Ashlynn, based on what we just did, I’d say you rather enjoyed it, despite it being so…’weird’.”She stared at the ceiling for a long moment, then replied with a quiet. “maybe”. Then, Ashlynn got up, and started for the bathroom.I was getting dressed when she said loudly, "Oh FUCK!"I looked back, and Ashlynn was bent over looking as cum ran down the inside of her thigh."Sorry," I told her, but the grin on my face said otherwise."Get OUT!"I left as she cursed, hobbling. With my cock now erect as a tent pole and Cee’s gorgeous, now finger marked breasts swinging freely, we lifted Shy up under the armpits.“I can’t believe she is still sleeping!”“I told you so,” I whispered as I put my arms under Shy’s knees and picked her up, Cee stabilising the action. Staggering a little, I carried her into the chalet, my engorged cock rubbing against her boy-like bum. Cee followed as I arrived at the side of the huge, four poster bed. I nodded for Cee to take her.