Remember that she had money, so she had the resources to find out things."While we were having our 'liquid breakfast, ' Lindsay told me what she had f...und out from Melissa - I had not even known her name. Once she was doing her community service, she learned that almost all the people in my old home town hated me for disturbing their balance, and punishing all the 'fine servants of the community' who had only made some 'smallish mistakes' ... like sending Lily into the hands of those predators.. I'll make a choice. I could choose excruciating pain in my derrière or an awful horrible taste in my mouth. Not much of a..." Twenty seconds." You're really counting the seconds down?" Fifteen seconds." I guess you are. Are you using the 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi method?" Eight seconds." OK, OK. Fine. I choose door number ... Don't I have a beautiful pussy? Wouldn't you like to taste it?" Threeeeee." The choice is so hard!" Twwwoooooo." I can't make up my mind!" Oooonnnneee." One! No, two!. She looked at his cock, it looked so much bigger close up and bigger because it was almost naked. “Okay, last little bit.” Daubs of soft soap followed, she giggled as his cock looked like it had a big foam afro. He could see too and smiled. Holding the razor with a steady hand, she moved it with the grain of the stubbly hair. Holding his cock gently, it throbbed with each caress of the razor. Each bare stripe brought it slowly back into view. He was done and with a wipe from the towel, she rose. So I lift all the different sorts of blankets on top of me and get up. I am always in a certain mood when I get up. I like this mood, because I am very blunt and don’t care about others feelings. As I head to the bathroom to empty my bladder I fix my boxers, because whenever I wake up they’re way to too high up my legs and my genitals are in full view of the passing family member in the hallway at that moment. I lift up the toilet seat, pull down my boxers completely and release my golden flow..