Pleasure? A tingling, prickling sensation crawled across his baby-smooth skin, causing his nipples to crinkle and harden.James shook his head. "Shower..." he reminded himself.************The shower was amazing. It awakened his senses fully and invigoratedhim.The water cascaded down his body in completely random streams andrivulets, without the predictable patterns of body hair it used tocling to. With the extra skin sensitivity, his nipples almost ached,they had become so hard. His fingers. She gave her the officers card and told them to call them right then and there. The secretary did and confirmed I was at the station answering questions, about what they didn’t say for privacy reasons.“Alright you can either go to class or sit in the library for the last 10 minutes. Here’s your pass for either choice. And I’m sorry about you having to deal with the police sweetie.” The secretary was sincere when she said that last part, I could feel it radiate from her. Add empathy to the. Her bra and panties were light purple and my boxers were neon orange. My boxers almost seemed pointless at that moment because nearly all of the fabric had shifted to the front. I stared at her breasts, which were perky beyond imagination, then looked down at those panties which hugged her hips super low. The fabric converged downward towards a see-through triangle, where I could spot a very clean and dark landing strip.She saw what I saw and said, “I did it for you.”As we both stood facing. "What do you mean, "If I still want her too?" she laughed."It had to be asked, mum."She pulled into the driveway of the villa and getting out, stood with her arms outstretched waiting for me and Sarah to join her in a huddle of kissing, crying and laughing.I still remember that day with a great deal of sadness, but with some pleasure too,Mum phoned dad and told him what she wanted, at first he just laughed, but then she said, she wanted the villa, half the cash from their current mutual account.