She kept thinking about vibrators, her pussy twitching with agreement. She had to try one! But how? She didn’t own one. Would her mum have one..? Su...denly everything clicked - her mum’s razor! Putting the showerhead back, she reached for the purple handle. Carefully she popped off the razor blades and sat down. Her heart was thudding in her chest. With one hand she cautiously spread her soft lips. Her clit was hard and straining out of its hood. Claire placed the end of the razor onto herself.. Besides," she added sagely. "It's not like Dad would ever notice. Right?"We laughed, because it's true. But the funny thing is, all night, everytime those little gold balls wiggled and reminded me of their presence,which was often, I couldn't help checking to see if Tom was looking andsometimes he was. Weird, right?We checked each others backside one more time, selected a perfume andspritzed it all around then just sort of stood there, waiting for theother to do something. How do you know when. I've learned a lot about how Jay runs his operation: the names of most of his girls, names and descriptions of the guys who work for him, how he signs his girls up in the first place, what he does to keep them quiet. I know enough to put Snyder behind bars for a long time."Mike doubted that this was true. He'd heard the same line many times before, usually from young, scared kids like this one who wanted some sort of small deal for themselves. More often than not, their information turned out. I was glad to see that he wore briefs, not baggy shorts and, as he turned back to look at me, my eyes dropped automatically to the bulge in the front of them. Although it didn’t look as though his cock was still fully erect it was obvious from the shape of the bulge that it wasn’t far off it, and I felt myself getting more excited as I just sat there looking at it. ‘Believe me – that looks good darling.’ I said quietly. ‘I warned you I’m not much to look at – but if you say I’m O.K., I’ll.