But I had another problem... I was extremely horny. Shit. Somehow I forgot how much I love to masturbate right after a trim. My pussy had started to g...t excited and moisten as I moved my lips around to get a close shave, and I could feel that they were soaking wet as a breeze tickled my delicate slit, still wide open to the world as I continued to squat. I stood up and felt the velvety folds slide against each other as I moved. It had been weeks since I'd been able to pleasure myself somewhere. "I was quiet for the rest of the evening. We had great sex, again. Idid not wear tights the next two days. But I have to admit that I sortof missed them, the way they enclosed you, the feel against your skin.The sexiness. What did I just say to myself?Saturday started out like any other weekend day. Papers, chores, a bitof shopping. That evening Victoria and I were due to go to a dinnerdance organised by her company. It was part celebration and thank youto the staff. It was a dress up. I walked over, gave Linda a kiss on the cheek and said, “My, are you a happy girl today?”Louise remarked, “She sure is, she likes staying at Auntie Masha’s house.”Louise had made some coffee, which I grudgingly accepted, she put some eggs and potatoes on my plate, sat down and said, “I hope you enjoy it.”I was glad I vomited earlier, because the food looked greasy enough that I knew I would have vomited again after I ate it. I took a fork full, put it in my mouth and remarked, “Thank you, this. I smiled at her, and she knew she had me. ‘Good night!’ said the couple, passing the Guard, and leaving the deck. There were only two others left, the older couple laughing and looking through binoculars in the corner. Julie and I casually moved to a more secluded part of the deck, near one of the metered viewfinders. I leaned against the rail. Julie looked around to see that no one was looking, then took out a pair of scissors. ‘What the hell are you going to do with that?’ I asked nervously..