She imagined what a jewess might have felt at the hands of the Nazis, even though these technicians were actually many times more gentle than those cr...minal tormentors of old were with the Jews as they stripped her scalp, eyebrows, underarms and groin of all traces of hair before they slathered hair removal gel on her arms and legs.Rebecca found more tears. Her voluptuous hair was not even allowed to float to the ground as they hacked it off. Instead, it was sucked directly into a hose where it. ”With a huff, she returned to Lola, and an awkward silence dropped like a veil between them. Dane decided it better to keep his mouth shut. But he did watch as her small hands worked expertly over the engine. Her one hand moved in and out, twisting this valve, and then second hand moving in quickly, and with purpose, to work another line. With a concentrated, “hmm,” she pulled both hands out, and they were covered in a thick, silky, oily substance. She quickly wiped that off and eagerly and. “Was that why you wanted to?” I asked, “Because you thought you wouldn’t get another chance?”“No,” she answered, “well, yes but not entirely. I was afraid that when Charlie arrives, that will end it, but I wanted one last time to remember.”“Cal, it’s not just about sex, you know,” I said, “it’s not even about sex, it’s about love. It’s about putting other people before yourself.”We slept apart that night, and as I drifted into a fitful sleep, I wondered whether we’d ever occupy the same bed. Still, even then, I want to see just how much further I can push myself before I do come. "Oh..fuck," I say quietly. I let go of my cock and I watch it twitch and jerk, as if some sort of electrical current is being applied to it.I take in a deep breath, hold it a second, or so, and then let it out slowly; and I feel a momentary calmness flow through me until I resume stroking my cock once again; and this time I no longer want to hold back. I want, and I want very much, to proceed to the.