'It's not a joke, and there's no way that anyoneother than the three of us will know unless you tell them. You'll beunrecognisable in the photographs,...and if you do still look like a man inspite of all my efforts, there's no way I'll want to use the photographs.Does that satisfy you?'I shrugged. 'I suppose so.''You mean you'll do it?' Sue was incredulous.'Rosemary's a friend I trust,' I said. 'She's said she won't tell anyoneelse, so I don't mind looking a bit of a prat in front of her.. She doesn't like a bunch of hair on her man. She even has me shave my ass. I am completely shaved down there - ass, balls, and cock." Before I knew it, "mmmmmm" came out of my mouth. David said "Oh? Someone likes that image?" I laughed and said "Sorry." He responded with "Don't be. I loved your response." Then, there was some quiet on the phone and David said "All of this talk has made me horny. Sounds like we are a lot alike and we both are horny guys that don't get enough fun at home. You. After a dinner she didn’t remember, because he had diddled her now sloppy cunt under the table with his hand in her crotch, he got up and they danced. Each time the band rested between songs, they would be seated again in the booth seat and he would play with the control of the vibrator. Then, when the band struck up another one, if it was one he liked, they’d dance again. She noticed they were dancing to most of the slow ones and just a few of the fast ones. “I like this belly rubbing music,. . in the picture," she said trying to blow off her Dad. "Why . . . is he handsome . . . like ME?" he laughed but curious about the real reason as he walked over to his developing. Lately he had tried to peer down her top whenever he could, because her breasts were beginning to sprout out much more on her teen chest. He looked down and because of the position she was leaning, he was fortunate to see both small pink nipples on top of small apple-like breasts . . . the perfect size in his.