I asked her to if she really doesn’t have feelings and she just busted out in tears and just hugged and I consoled her. She wasn’t happy by her ma...riage. I just took the turn and she was resting on my shoulder.She explained all wrong things that were going on and then while we were looking into each others eyes it happened we kissed it was small yet a turning point.We then kissed widely and the memories of our last encounter took over. She was in her blue saree and matching blouse. I just made. .. sensitive bits.Feigning more confidence than she felt, Emma pulled up a tuft of pubic hair and ran the razor across it. It did its job admirably and a huge pile came off in her fingers. She tossed it onto the towel then glanced up at Brent. Brent was smiling down at her, fully trusting in her skills. That made one of them.Reassured by not having castrated Brent with a beard trimmer (was that possible? Emma felt the urge to shudder but suppressed it), she moved a bit quicker with the next. You said you would be open to anything I had planned for us and this is my plan. Plus, I have you tied down, so I think you're stuck enjoying it. Let go, experience all of it. This is my gift to you. Your ultimate pleasure."They stared intently at each other, each searching the other's eyes. Adam wanted to smile because he could see as her reluctance slowly dissolved. Her will was weakened and he knew he had won. "Okay," she said, the hesitation clear in her voice. "I know I said 'anything'. If. There. I was done. I felt rather proud of myself. I laid back down on my own deck chair again. I thought of what Emily would say when she woke up. I would tell her proudly how I'd put sunscreen on her body while she slept. What would Emily say? She'd probably still call me a prude, I thought. After all, I'm still sitting here in my suit, while she was brave enough to go nude. Maybe Emily had intended us to sunbathe nude together. Maybe she'd meant this as an invitation. For some reason I felt.