.G! I loved the way it felt and I kept them shaved all winter. Ialso sometimes would go to a grocery store and buy a couple of bottles ofNair. Then I ...ould go home and within minutes I would be bald as a babyfrom the eyebrows down. The only problem was that I had to stop around theend of February so that all my leg and body hair would grow out by thetime it got warm.The fall of my senior year, things began to change. It had started to getcool again and it was jeans and sweater weather. After. The obvious question was, what does a Nun look like under all that heavy clothing.It had been Jenny Marinelli who had first come up with the idea. She'd discovered that Sister Theresa was in the habit of using the shower in the girl's locker room after the last gym class every day. If they really wanted to sneak a peek, that was their chance.So one Friday afternoon, they had snuck back into the locker room and done just that. To their amazement, Sister Theresa looked like any other woman naked.. "Oh fuck yes, oh fuck I'm cumming. My cunt is so fucking hot. God look at his cock. Oooh! Don't cum yet either of you!" She calls out."Not yet you dirty bastards. Wait. Please. Oh fuck I'm cumming! She pants and starts to shake.I continue pounding away and feel her cunt walls gripping me tightly one more time as, with a massive yell, she cums, almost forcing my cock out of her hole. Her hot stream surges past my cock, hits my pubes and balls and soak me as she continues to buck and heave, all. He craved to be touched, just to be touched in a loving way by a woman. He had even, on a couple of occasions, worked up the courage to ask a classmate for a date. The girls had laughingly turned him down. Unwanted. Rejected. A reject, that's what he was.Was. That was the past, but this was the present. He had done a lot of thinking while serving time in that damn prison of a school. He was going to change his life. Not only was he going to have a love life, but he'd make a damn fine living.