I had told my Husband of this fantasy and he came up with the plan. Thailand is full of massage/beauty parlours, some are simply just that, a place t... get pampered and to relax, some offer a few more services and some obviously offer the full package. My Husband's plan was simple, we would go and find a beauty parlour where I could get my pussy shaved by one of the small petite Thai girls, there was only one condition, my Husband was to stay and watch! My first instinct was to refuse but the. Sitting on the toilet, I place one foot on the handicap railing, lean back and close my eyes, my pussy opening itself to the cool air. My hands go to my overheated core, rubbing my thighs and tickling my lips before spreading those lips and dipping inside for some of my own natural lube. My right hand starts to rub my clit (softly at first) while my left cups my breast. I squeeze and pinch my nipple as I picture you there, between my legs, licking and sucking my clit and my pussy lips. I. I don't thinkhe guessed. It is a good thing he didn't ask for ID. I hadn't thoughtof that possibility!I set up my phone and put my voice message on it: "Hello. This isCarolyn. I am so sorry to have missed your call. Please leave yournumber and I'll call you as soon as I have a minute!"I called Harry - I wanted him to be my first call. Voice mail again!That man never picked up his phone. Typical male. I left him my numberand asked him to call when he had time, telling him I just wanted. " He whispered.For show, Jean held Harvey's hand as she led him into the building. It was an old creaky soon-to-be-demolished palace located in the forgotten part of the theater district. Inside, they were assembling the finalists for a children's anti-drug performing troupe called "The Yes! To Life Gang." They traveled the country, going from school to school giving 'uplifting and inspiring' motivation to a bunch of disinterested kids. It was hideous and sickening, but it was work. And it paid.