." In that case, sweetie," I interrupted, "when Julia and I are car shopping, how about you and Ava go swimsuit shopping?"I saw the reaction on Julia'... face, so I added to Julia, "Just as my buying a car by myself will be good for me, Carol's buying a swimsuit without you will be good for you, haha. Let Carol choose her own. Something that she's comfortable wearing in Corvallis." To Carol I said, "I'd suggest you don't get something excessively sexy Carol - not that there is any such concept as. Never having been waxed before, I was shocked by the pain. Her wax didn't appear run of the mill, of course, and her methodology mostly medieval.Showing no emotion, and leaving my body red and burning like I'd never felt before, she repeated the process with the second jar and a second brush. I shook and moaned as this new substance was applied to my hot, raw, and apparently totally hairless skin. This one didn't smell, it stank, so much so that she pinched her own nose and grimaced, slopping. The disease made life difficult for those with it, as their body became desperate for a protein found in abundance in human male semen.As the disease progressed, the women afflicted with it would become more and more desperate for it, need more and more to provide what they needed, and would experience an escalating state of arousal during times without treatment, which presented as nymphomania or sex addiction.At first, treatment was limited to oral delivery, with a large group of vetted. She got out a dildo and started stroking it with her satin clad hand. Soft and slow she stroked telling me "My hand is your hand. Stroke with me... Up.... Down..." So with my satin cum catcher around throbbing member, I slid the slipper, smooth fabric up and down with her. Pretending it, "Up...Down", was her, "Up... Down", hand. I'm now hers. That is my cock that lovely black satin hand was sliding up and down. It's her hand rubbing the slip surrounding my balls. All I see is her satin.