I used the electric shears to trim that fine hair down to stubble, then Vonda covered the pits with shaving cream, and shaved it using the latest mult...-blade men's razor.Lastly came her pubes. Pyx laid down on the shower floor, legs spread wide. With great care, I sheared away the blond tuft that was right above the clit.Vonda then carefully spread the shaving cream on the same spot, and on both side of her labia "just to make sure.". With the razor, she scraped the foam off.All the attention. And poof go the pillars! I kinda like these special effects though, hehehe.”“Skittering noises from behind? What are those?!? Small dark creatures popping out of the floor? Looks like they are living shadows. They feel menacing, certainly as they keep skittering closer. Whhaaaaaa!!! When did I get this wand in my hand??? Whhoooww, that shadow thingy is gonna leap this way.” Pok! You wave the wand around in front of you and whack the attacker away. A few more appear and try to attack, but those. The other thing, and this is what I think underlies so much of the drama about sex education and movies and what can you show and what can't you show and all that, blah blah blah, is the coarseness of contemporary society, the sexualization of almost everything. Not only in dress and movies, but in ideas and songs and, so much so overall, advertising. These media aren't teaching love or caring or commitment, they're teaching the pleasures of the moment. So the pendulum has swung from Puritan. ’ Charlotte seemed to mull my words over for a few minutes, then nodded. I took that as my cue to approach her and I did so, sitting on the bed near the corner, my back to the fuming nurse. ‘Now, tell me what’s wrong.’ ‘She wants to wash me, Anna.’ ‘Well, what’s wrong with that? You don’t want to go around here stinking, do you?’ I laughed. ‘It’s hard enough to get a date … ‘ ‘Don’t I know it!’ I took a deep breath and smiled. Here was the Charlotte that I knew, ballsy and full of shit. It had.