Calling Jessica did not go well at all however. She did pick up thephone, but before he could say anything she went on an angry rant. "Youfucking siss... asshole, you ruined my life. I'm fucking homeless becauseof you, you big fucking perv. I never want to see or hear from you everagain so don't you dare be home when I come pick up my clothes at aroundsix this evening or I can't be held accountable for what'll happen," Itwas followed by a beep of the call being ended.Victor was left feeling. I’m willing to give it a try and do anything to please you,” he replied.“And another thing I should tell you is that I’ve had my tubes tied so I can’t have any more kids. Although it would have been interesting to see what our children would have looked like.”“I can accept that too.”“I’m not ashamed to dress like a slut, the shorter my skirts, and dresses, the better. I rarely wear panties out in public, and I love showing off my bare pussy to men and women. The lower my tops the better, I love. As I was soaping my chest, the water started going darker and when I looked, the hair on my arms had vanished and most of my chest hair and my crotch was clearing up nicely too.What has he in store for me? I wondered, as the rest of my crotch hair and butt hair disappeared down the drain. Last to go was my leg hair, Shit I must have been a right hairy bastard, he had left me a pair of French Knickers in Cream to put on and I slipped them on and went to bedEND OF STORY.I woke up and it was. My daughter safety was a stake. I walkcarefully up the stairs. She expected breakfast in bed. This morningwould be my last with her. I would go inside but after her it would bea real easy time away. I saw her laying there she had been drinkinglast night and was out of it. Oh god please forgive me she look solovely but soon she would be scalded and would face months maybe yearsto get some of her looks back. I chucked the boiling hot water over herhead and shoulder. I can never forget the.