” Will watched as Christine obediently laid down, spreading her legs and accepting Devon’s phallus like the town’s harlot. Truly beautiful. He l...nged to release his own hard member. But not yet. First he would watch and wait. His time would come soon enough. It was like a dance. A beautiful, hot dance. Devon snaked and slithered, his muscles rippling like a pool of water. Christine wiggled and writhed in pleasure. The whole room smelled of sex, and the whole scene aroused Will even further. His. "This tank won’t hurt any of you at all, but it is permanent hair removal so if we can’t sell you at auction you will not need to be prepped again" he said with a smile as the last girl entered the tank. As each girl exits the tank she is hit with a fine soapy mixture that flows over her and then rinses her off then they are handed towels to quickly dry off with, once each girl is completely dry the line then continues to the next room where "OBGYN" tables have been setup to receive each new. We all planned that who will be wearing what and who’ll bring the booze.Then, comes the day. Out of 6, two canceled the planned. As I and Sophia reside in Delhi, Sophia told me that she will bring her car and pick me up. Other two were from Noida, so they were coming separately. I dressed up in a decent black suit with matching shirt. I called Sophia and told her that I’m waiting at the agreed location. She took another 10 mins to reach but that was worth waiting. I never saw her like that. She. Still, the man remembered coming to the town for the first time ‘back in the day’, back when he was a struggling actor, back when hippies defined the times and tie-dyed aquarian motifs were everywhere you looked. Skiing was just a part of the kultur, too. In summer rugby was the thing, jeep-trails beckoned and rock climbing was a big deal, while eating pizza at a place called Pinocchio’s was the hip thing to do when you were stoned out of your mind and the munchies hit somewhere ’round.