Two days ago the sex was amazing. I was napping in our queen sized bed, the sheets tangled by my body when I was awoken by a lapping noise. I could fe...l my panties dampen by both my own juices and the drool he built up from licking my clit through the thin fabric. Half awake, and automatically drenched, I wrapped my legs around his shoulders, my back arching, and my fingers digging into his hair. God.. He's never attacked my clit the way he was now. And the pleasure only intensified when he. "What am I supposed to do with these?" he asked."Just follow the instructions you idiot. It's not rocket science."He wandered off upstairs, grumbling about the fact that when he mentionedthe fact they didn't have much time, it was all under control, thensuddenly, less than five minutes later, they didn't have enough. He saton the toilet to read the instructions on the bottle."Er, Jess?" he shouted downstairs."What now?" she responded in a fairly bored tone."This stuff is hair removal cream." I. Over time, the liststarting growing as I wasn't getting everything done - especially thebigger, nastier projects. The solution: Wednesdays! I decided thatWednesdays would be my day to focus on the uglier chores that needed toget done. And so, after showering and shaving early in the morning, Iwould do my face up with the lightest, simplest make-up job I could do. Iwould wrap a bandanna around my head, tying it behind my neck. Then Iwould dress myself anticipating some heavy work. I would start. "You know," he said as he drew level with her, "we don't have any..."Rabbit?" He stopped talking as he saw what she was doing."Yes, we do," she replied.She grinned up at him. There was blood on her face and breasts. In front of her was a half-skinned rabbit, its beautiful gray coat separating itself cleanly from the carcass as if by magic as she worked. There was something wrong with what he was looking at, but he couldn't figure out what it was."Wanna make a fire?" she asked him.