SHAVE YOUR LEGS THEY ARE TOO HAIRY."I couldn't think of anything else. The itch was turning to agony. Iknew I shouldn't, but I couldn't help myself.... I reached for my razor,which I kept in the shower, and slowly began shaving my legs of alltheir hair. With each stroke of the razor, the itch subsided. The morehair I saw go down the drain, the more peace I felt in my mind from thatundeniable urge. The whole time I was shaving, I was admiring my prettyhands with their long, pink nails,. He reached under the desk and touched her face, letting his thumb lightly graze the rim of her lips around his cock. He almost leaned back in his chair and gave himself over to the intoxication of her stroking lips and hand, but he knew it had to stop before things got even more out of hand. “Nikki,” he rasped with soft urgency. “You’ve got to get up from there now. We…need…to talk,” “Hey Stone.” Rena was suddenly in his office doorway. Her cheeks were flushed from the late day chill. She was. Kendrich continued. “Oh, is that what she said?” “Yes, she did. I’m to understand that you two had a little run-in.” “Well, there was a bit of a scuffle. Is she still sore about that?” She was... for quite a while.” “It was no big deal. She ought to put it behind her.” “I doubt she had much of a choice.” Olivia smirked. “Yes.” I agreed. “But certainly you didn’t come here to talk about Miss O’Hara.” “No, of course not. What I want to talk to you about is this.” She took a dark-pink. Mom saw me looking at her stocking tops and did nothing to cover them up. “Your legs look fantastic in stockings” I said.“Good because I bought them to wear for you”, mom said smoothing a hand along her leg and up to the top of the stocking.“What do you mean?” I said being just a little confused.“I made sure that I got some underwear you found sexy after I had arranged for the dating agency to match us up” mom said.“mom….are you saying….”“Yes son you are my perfect date, I have been trying to.