There was an outdoor pool over to one side and below it, the lawn sloped gently down to an area of natural woodland over fifty yards away; there were ... few old fruit trees dotted around, shrubs, and tall hedges lined either side making it totally secluded.“I don’t know your name,” he said as he handed me the cup of coffee.“Steve,” I replied.“Well it’s nice to meet you, Steve, I’m Jim,” he replied and passed me the sugar bowl.He picked up the newspaper and unfolded it. As well as the usual. " Jesus! You've got a weird sense of humor." I tried, unsuccessfully tokept my voice quavering.She shaved me with deft strokes, cleaning the blade after every swipe. Shewas very good and I didn't feel a thing. When she was done she washed mewith the same cloth and held a mirror so I could see the results. I wassmooth and bare and I found the sight of my bare vulva shockingly erotic. "Aren't you going to release me now?"She shook her head. "No, I might as well pierce you first." I stared. The man had been disappointed to lose, but not angry, such was the nature of the game and he hadn’t been the kind of man to renegade on his word, especially not with the penalties that carried in their little circle. In fact, after the costly loss, he had been surprisingly happy and jovial with Luke, laughing, joking and buying a drink for Luke after the tables had been cleared. He’d shown him a picture of his wife, with whom he’d won a night with, perhaps a third of the man's age and seemingly. With her sitting beneath my eye level, I could also not help noticing that her tube top allowed a shocking amount of cleavage! She must have been wearing a push up bra, because there was no evidence of a bra on the upper portion of her ample young breasts, a good portion of which were bare for the world to see.On her feet, she was wearing a pair of moderately high-heeled shoes, that helped to show off her long legs at the knees. At first I thought she was a hooker, but then I realized, no, this.