I coated each leg in the shaving cream and carefully ran the blade along until I felt that I had gotten them smooth once again. Next, I did my underar...s, then showered. After the shower, I double checked to make sure I had done an adequate job. My legs were smooth and had a shine to them. I disliked it, but I was somehow happy with the job I did.On Friday night, I turned in to bed early, feeling a little more tired than usual. I noted the tiredness in my journal and went to sleep. I slept very. ”I wanted to keep our conversation going, and as I searched for what to say, I grabbed my drink and took a big pull off the straw. Ashley immediately looked back at me and as I put my drink back down she asked, “How old are you?”Nervously looking over at her, I smiled and said, “Well, I’m a lot older.”Smiling, Ashley pressed me, saying, “Come on, you’re not that old.”I didn’t want to tell her just how much older I was but I could tell she was waiting for me to say something, and after clearing. I was surprised to see that his lungie had parted slightly and his DICK was sticking out. I could clearly see the head of a thick cock taking a peek out of his clothing.It felt strange to me. It was scary but also exciting at the same time. My previous incident with the stranger on the train came rushing into my head (That is another story of my first gay experience). Is this going to be another exciting encounter with a man or was it just an accident? I wanted to see how things go. Home was a log home, two hundred yards off the road about two miles from where he had met Emma. Emma was very weak. After they got settled, and Emma had made tea, she asked Jim if he would like to meet her grand daughter, Sandy.Entering the bedroom, Jim observed a young woman, in a hospital type bed,Cranked up, covered from the neck down by a blanket. Coal black hair, off set by white skin and deep blue eyes that stared straight ahead.Emma explained that Sandy was a junior at the University of.