It looked like a giant Meccano set as the summer sun set behind it. As the ten o’clock news came on the radio, the Professor swung the van into the ...arking bay behind the John Muir Aquarium at Heriot-Watt University on the outskirts of Edinburgh. The night security man unlocked the lab and watched disinterestedly as they unloaded and stacked the specimen tanks.“If you can be in for nine tomorrow morning, we’ll get started with cataloguing and mapping the samples against locations.” Professor. I didn't want to risk talking about my sex life either.I wasn't going to say anything, but things were bound to be weird when Susan noticed my pubic hair was gone.There was no way to ignore it. She stroked the fuzzy stubble on my groin, then asked, "Me too, Please."Barbering her pubic hair was exotically sensual. As I combed and scissor her pubic patch her pudenda was thoroughly teased. I could see her swelling inner labia emerge. I couldn't stop from touching her hairless bits either. Then the. You wont disobey me again! he said and laid down another blow. When he reached ten he stood up and left the room. I rolled over onto my side in pain and whimpered. Thats when he walked back in, belt in hand. I looked at him terrified, and quickly sat up and made my way to the head of the bed. Im sorry daddy! Please dont! Ill be good! I pleaded. But there was no use. He shook his head and walked over with a handful of zip ties. I looked up at him puzzled. Lay down and turn over for daddy, baby. ” “That isn’t what I meant, James. Are we taking one of your friends with us?” Thick as two short planks. I got it, at last. “No. Just you and I. Tell me, Helen, what if I did want to take somebody?” “Then you would have to do it without me. Let me know when you wish to go and I will make the arrangements.” She turned and strode out the door, the chill left behind. We took off in the company Lear jet and settled in for the long flight. Helen was dressed very smartly, every inch the corporate.