I may later take some college courses on the internet, but I am celebrating my freedom right now. In fact, you are my first client here to help me cel...brate that happy situation. Are you ready to start?”“Honey, I was born ready for you to work your magic on me. It just took me a while to recognize that. My pussy fuzz is just aching to have you work on it.” I laughed at her joke, and that set the tone for the rest of the day. She really did need the shave, and I got started on it. It's going on two months now and my masturbating is becoming more regular. Journal Entry: November 19, 2014I may have had a bit of a break through. I complained about the lack of sex and she promised to be more attentive. I think this week end will be really good. Journal Entry: November 25, 2014Another week has passed and still nothing in the sex department. My wife's promises fell apart as she complained of headaches and needing more sleep. Journal Entry: December 3, 2014It has been three. Well what a disaster! She went fucking mad! At first I thought that she was just putting on a pose so as not to seem sluttish, but it was soon obvious that she was serious.We often go out socializing with the work guys, and she ranted and raved that she’d never be able to look them in the face again. (Mind you, when the time did come again, she said that she was so embarrassed at the thought that they’d seen her photos, but we nevertheless still went out with them all.)The upshot of. "I want you to follow her and let me know everything you find out," I instructed Ron."Picture, too," he said brightly."Sure," I agreed, "Just don't get caught." Hi, Danny," said a sweet smiling Kathy, my sweet sixteen year old sister.She had grown up a lot over the past few years, turning from a scrawny brat into a very pretty young lady with a nice figure, not that I took much notice of that of course, but her large plump breasts just couldn't be ignored."Oh, this is great," she said as she.