I took the bottles and containers in order from the counter and used them. I rubbed the rose scented lotion into my skin in the shower and was somewha... shocked to see every hair on my body except for my head rinse off under the flow of the water.I studiously washed all parts of my body and washed my hair with the bottle I was told. I didn't realise it then but my hair actually got a little longer, reaching to my shoulders, when I washed the concoction out. I drained the water and got out of the. It was only because of the years of trust and love that in a moment of weakness and trust, she revealed to him one of her fantasies. What would he think of her? She had wondered as the words slipped out of her mouth. Would he find her disgusting and perverted? That seemed hardly the case as over the last few years he had led her down a path of lust, passion and looking back at it now, perversion. She had remembered the day he had shared his deep fantasy. It took a lot of courage for him to do. ” I wrapped my arms around her, reached one hand down and placed it on hers, helping her move the showerhead across her clit as my other hand cupped her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between my fingers, slightly pulling on it.Her hand ran down my side, slipped effortlessly between my aching thighs while her finger traced along my wet slit and started to flick my clit real slow. I sighed softly and leant forward, planting a few soft kisses along the side of her neck. My other hand was. "Hello, Nigel," Zoë said with as welcoming a smile as she could muster, but as soon as she could she gave Pauline a quizzical glare. "Shall we take your bottle into the kitchen so we can cool it in the fridge?"As Nigel walked ahead into the kitchen carrying his bottle, Zoë whispered urgently to Pauline. "Does Nigel know what sort of party this is?"Pauline smiled. "Well. Not really. I didn't want to put him off coming." Coming? Does he 'come' in any sense of the word? Has he, for.