She giggled softly at my touch as I coated the area. "Be sure to shave in all directions," she said with an intoxicating smile, "the hair there grows...all over the place, and I don't want to see so much as a single piece of stubble left when you're done." I followed her instructions and soon her armpit was as clean as a whistle. Then she helped me lift up her caste and I got the right side too. For the rest of the week I came in every morning and helped her shave. She could have done some of. Slowly I lifted first one leg and then the other and spread her open for my eyes.Yes! Pink, pink lips. Protruding and wrinkled. I took them between my thumb and forefinger and rubbed them slowly together. They were soft as silk but almost as thick as my little finger.Suddenly I realized that a drop had found it's way out between her pussy-lips and wet my fingers, making it hard to hold the grip around them. With one finger I drew the length of her slit, from down between her ass-cheeks and up. One box marked trick - bring a change of clothes. On the second box was marked treat - please wax beforehand. Place your tick in the required box and present this invitation at the door.Intrigued by this mysterious invitation, I guessed this was no ordinary Halloween party. Imagination fired. I was determined not to let this opportunity pass me bye.Committed to playing along with the Halloween theme I searched the internet for theatrical blood and spray on cobwebs, but concluded that would be. “Like we said,” I called out, “in a few seconds let go and then push off to your right!”Tommy had no issues, and I felt a bit of elation at the success so far. I didn’t know how far he’d be able to go on skis, but this was exceeding all expectations I’d formed when he first announced his vision situation.Calm down, Matt ... It’s just the bunny hill.“This is capital,” Tommy gushed as Lara joined us. “The brightness of the snow makes it easy for me to make people out.”“That’s good to hear,” Lara.