I'm not. If you see me jerk and look a little embarrassed it's because I'm back from wherever I've been. Lately, I've been spending quite a bit of tim... there instead of here. Which gives me furiously to think, Is where I've been actually where I'm supposed to be and this is where I'm not?Ah, yes. Raised eyebrows. Mine did, too.Such long ranging thoughts are not a good thing when one is in the middle of a fresh water ocean that has a lot of BIG traffic and ones mind gives the I don't know where. " I respond. "what are you going use to shave with? I asked. "My Aunts scissors and razor." she answered. "Oh no baby that would be too harsh and you might get knicks or razor rash." I told her. "Well what then." she said. "Let me shave you I've got everything that need." I answered. "OK." she said. When we got back to my house Sheri stripped down to her bra and panties. She grabbed my arm and started hopping up and down. "Shave me! Shave me! Shave me!" she. “I am ready for you,” Alene said in a calm serene voice. She tried not to show it, but her sexual drive was anything but empty. She could easily go another five rounds before she could even think about relaxing. But she had to, she wanted to end the tyrannical control Paula had over everyone and in a deep part of her heart, she wanted to help Angie. She had to keep calm, keep her cock flaccid until told to do otherwise.“What a show Alene,” Paula declared, “I wouldn’t believe it, had I not seen. While we talked she did my make-up and fixed my wig. I felt so alive, so sexy. I’d picked black lace panties and bra, stockings and suspender belt underneath a lavender knit shift with a matching cardigan. While fairly conservative in style, the dress clung nicely and showed off my new 36C breast forms. Under the dress a silky black slip caressed my skin and with my long red haired wig, I walked out of Kim’s as Samantha and feeling VERY sexy! The meeting was fun and afterward we went out to a.