"Thanks hun." I replied snatching the bag out of his hand and took off back to the bathroom excited about this small little change I was about too mak.... As I closed the door I whipped off my towel and dropped it on the ground then with a big smile I pulled out my razor and shaving cream and began lathering up my bush. I slowly and meticulously began the project ahead of me carefully cutting away until I was bald and smooth. The feeling of my newly shaved pussy was amazing. It felt smooth and. . how... ?" Tom started.Laughing Azel replied, "I'll try to explain. You see, mages barring injuries or total depletion of their energy can live 3-5 thousand years at present I am only 3000 I am the youngest on the council. My mate and I were young, we were only 1200 at the time we were allowed to have her." That's considered young? damn, wait you were allowed? What the hell does that mean?" asked a confused Tom."The birth of a mage has to be approved by the council of all magical beings. Most. But he knew I was there. Sometimes, he would let me watch his show, opening his legs wider or bending at the waist and waiting a bit longer. I also kept my descent distance as he got more comfortable and now openly gave me something to watch.His shorts had become shorter and tighter, his t-shirt the same. Now his clothes moved much more as he exercised in secluded spots in the park, surrounded by trees and bushes.On Saturday, as I was searching for my prize, I could not find him. I went all. I wore gloves, alternating between four pairs of gloves throughout the day, laying the gloves on rocks in the sun throughout the day to warm them up. The girls had sewn me two sleeves from the India rubber cloth they bought in St. Louis. The sleeves are wide enough that I can spread my gloved hands inside them and grasp the gold pan.The sleeves keep my hands dry and alternating the gloves help keep my hands warm. Kneeling on a sheet of the India rubber cloth while I wash each pan full of sand.