.. It's not very satisfying. It doesn't have much heart." Try working in a hotel," she said, with a little laugh. "Actually, Ilove working here. I use... to sell cars, that is truly soulless." You look happy enough," I said. "My heart's not in this, my salesfigures are starting to slip and I don't really care - even though I maynot get a bonus this year." What else could you do? With heart?"I sipped my drink and shrugged carelessly. "This will sound daft." I don't suppose it will," said Hazel.. We call it the bikini line. Do you know why?" I did, but with a gag firmly implanted in my mouth, I certainly wasn't in a position to tell her that."When you wear a bikini, that area is exposed. Did you know that women also have errant hairs in that area? Well we do and do you know how we get rid of them?" As she spoke the slavemaid arrived with a tray containing several items including a small pot and some cloth strips. "Well you are going to get your first 'hot wax'."I tried to get up from. As she parted her hot thighs further, Jason nudged his face between them, breathing in deeply. The aroma was captivating. His fingers parted her pussy-lips, and when he tentatively touched his tongue to the swollen pink nub, Megan reacted as if she had been shocked. She cried out in excited pleasure, "Gahhhh!" Jason had never felt so hot in his life. He plunged his face into his daughter's sweet pussy, while he ground his cock against the mattress in his excitement. Almost immediately, he began. If the current bids held up, he would actually make a profit off of this whole adventure — besides the abundant masturbatory fantasy fuel."Dammit," he cursed when the phone rang. "I.S., Sam Green speaking." Just leave it alone and I'll be there in a minute," he said once the woman had described the problem she was having with her computer. He grabbed his bag, left the lair, and went to work.Teri let out an exasperated, derisive sigh when he appeared at her cubicle a minute or so later. "God, I.