Hayward, I’m sorry for the timing but there are some forms you need to fill out and sign concerning your wife’s operation,” a nurse said, gently...touching his left arm.“I’ll go and wait with the others,” Wendy said, kissing his cheek.Dan followed the nurse in silence. At the Nurses Station, he filled in the required information, his hand shaking nervously for his love and baby’s fate. “We have another form that is optional. It is supplied by the Quinte Fertility Resource Center.”“What is. ... and what woman doesn't like the idea of having a blade slide against her man's prized possessions? Especially when she is in control of it. Lol. It's just plain fun... and sexy. I'm all professional while handling his jewels. My problem is that I can't keep my hands or my mouth off him once we're almost done.I've found the most efficient way to shave his junk is as follows:1) A bucket of very hot water.2) Prepare your work area with ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼ ☼a. A brand new razor or blade. EVERYTIME My. I had worn some cutoff shorts and no panties, knowing something like this was likely to happen.He jacked-off and then, after he'd wiped it up, sat there next to me while we watched a movie and he played with himself; I knew he was getting his jollies from doing it sitting right next to me."You like playing with yourself, don't you, Tucker?" Especially with you, Amy. I like for you to watch me." You like making me horny, don't you?" I said as my hand took a quick rub along the inseam. Oh, I finished out my last year, got my degree. I'd come this far, no sense quitting then. But my real focus was on singing; I loved it. Miriam had put up with Lucia and the run-up, but she got more and more waspish about the time I was spending on voice studies. She about had a conniption when I was cast as the dad in La Traviata, my last year's commencement production (opposite the same soprano, who was already showing little signs of vocal deterioration by then), but I got the biggest.