After another 5 minutes, he washed the cream and then I realized that I was hairless in my private areas. He was very happy and asked “Did you liked...it”I replied, “It’s feeling great daddy” on which he asked that “Are you ready to give me pleasure”I was feeling very excited that he will again love me the way he did to me last night and replied “Yes daddy”The clock was showing 5 pm, he told me to wait because he was afraid that my father may come over to his, please. On this, I told him about. So she was drawn towards the shower.When we got to the shower entrance we saw it was crude, coed (it was a nude beach), and provided no privacy at all; the entire inside was an undivided space. The entrance was basically an opening in the wall the size of two doors. There was no door. While the building was positioned at an angle from the path, passersby could see in if they looked. The opening was flanked by two crude sinks on each side. The wall opposite the entrance had about 10 “rainfall”. You could come over to my house, I'm near where the trail starts, and we could...maybe make some sandwiches or something, and...uh...head out from there." Sounds good," he said. And we stood on the lawn in front of the locker room and I gave him my address and told him how to get there and we set a time and put away our books and said see you tomorrow and I floated to the parking lot, got in my funky old Plymouth and drove home in one sweet tizzy, let me tell you.Chapter ThreeOkay, now. You can. ‘Read and sign this, if you agree, we can start.’ Start what? The writing on the sheet of paper answered my question. ‘I, Isabelle Chan, am willing to be Brad O’Donnell’s sexual slave. ‘ I looked up at Brad and frowned ‘Sexual slave?’ ‘Yup, sexual slave, if you trust me though, this is all a game of trust.’ He stared at me. ‘Well…’ I skimmed through the rest of the text which contained ‘rules’ such as ‘I shall put my own safe and health at risk and at any moment when I feel unable I shall.