"You may use the hair remover in that dispenser on the sink. I want you to clean up that stubble on your face too. I will be waiting slave!" "Yes Mi...tress Scarlett." I went to work and began to spread on the smelly depilitory cream. I guess I would not be wearing shorts for the rest of the summer. This was something that I always had wanted to do but never had the guts. For some reason I had no reservations about making myself hairless. Ten minutes later I stepped into the shower and took. Mikes’ pants were around his ankles and she was sitting on a work bench her pants and underwear in a ball on the deck. Her shirt was open in the front and her bra was pushed up over her breasts loosely. It only took seconds but that image was now engraved in my head. They both looked at me as I entered and stopped in my tracks. They started to separate and I said “as you were.” With-out missing a beat I turned back through the bulk head door, and said “carry-on” as I twisted the closer,. .. ah... I mean, MissPeterson..." Miss Peterson?" Janice asked with an arched eyebrow."Yes, I'm supposed to call her Miss Peterson now. Somehow, she forcedme to sign this horrible contract so I would have to come back to workas her secretary!" Why that's wonderful!" Janice said, delighted."No it's not!" But Paul, that's what you told me you wanted!" What do you mean?" I looked at her, dumbfounded."That day we had the big argument. You told me that you wanted tobecome a secretary, and I said. She looked up at him and shivered, she loved the intense look on his face, his lips, the goatee on his chin, how the glasses rested on his tall nose. Faster and faster Daddy’s wrist moved down the shaft and up again to the head of his cock. As she shook more violently and breathed his name through the plastic nipple between her lips, Holly tensed up and squirted one last time. As if right on cue, he came and shot his load on the floor. She squeaked and panted, he stood by the table in a slight.