Now put her out." You got a supervisor here? Somebody in charge?" Why?" Go and get him. Ain't nothing going to happen here until I talk to him and the..., depending on his attitude, I may or may not press charges against you."He told the skinny cop to stay and keep an eye on me, "Make sure the bitch doesn't get out and slip away."He came back about five minutes later with a cop who had sergeant stripes on his sleeve. He cut right to the chase, "Officer Mace says you are giving him problems." No,. I moved the razor towards the right side of my bush and started shaving away at the hairs at the edge of my bush. The razor made a slightly crunchy sound as it shaved off my hairs and as I moved the razor away and looked at the blade I could see my curly hairs around it and there was a small area at the side of my bush that was now shaved. A feeling of excitement came over me and I pulled the hairs away from the blade and held them in my hand. I was really turned on by now and wanted more. I. He tried to touch me more but I was too sensitive and couldn't handle it. We ended up going to sleep and I left the next morning. So that was the first guy that I was ever "intimate" with. The first guy I ever had full blown sex with lived down the street from me in an apartment complex. He was a law student with a kinky side, we also met online. I ended up going over to his apartment one night, he was kinda cute (a shorter red head with a ton of freckles). He met me at the door and as soon. “Can’t I wear a wig for the evening?” Gabrielle inquired, but Pandora would not hear of it.“Properly or not at all, girlfriend,” Gabrielle was told, prior to their joint salon visit. So an ash-blonde rinse it was.She met the same insistence over her first ever bikini wax. There was an undeniable naughty thrill―Pandora squeezing her hand every time a strip was torn away by the beautician from her delicately virginal pubic zone and laughing with her in the heat of the ensuing rush. Remembering.