She also saw me but did not show it. At night I asked her as to whether she enjoyed the act. She denied. I suggested that she did something else- use ... cucumber, or may be a radish to replace the finger. “Will it be of a more joy?” Asked mom. “Why don’t you try and see for yourself?” She started using those items in my presence, and that started to arouse me immensely. But all I could do is to masturbate secretly. Two days later, she declared that these stuffs are all useless. They really don’t. I washed my hair and body and then gave my pussy a once-over with the razor as I hadn't done this for a few days. I like it shaved baby-bottom-smooth, but I've had all sorts of shapes and styles over the years as it seems to be the thing to do at the moment. Two of my housemates also shave clean and the other has a landing strip. Even my bf shaves or trims most of his pubes and just leaves a little-trimmed bit on top; where he looks so very sexy.Once that was done, I squatted down with the. Stacie and I walked out our back door onto our patio and watched the throng of people that now inhabited the pool area. This scene was probably mimicked at nearly every other resort in this part of the world right now except for one small detail. One common factor that brought a very select group of people to this resort, everyone was naked, or nearly so. It was even from this far as the lights from tiki torches glimmered in the impending darkness, bare breasted beauties from all over the world. "What do you think you are doing?" gasped the Professor."Just checking on your scientific detachment, and your sperm count. Both of which I find lacking by the way." It will take all lot more than a blow job to breakthrough my scientific detachment, Ginger. Please hop on the table."Ginger stuck out her tongue and hopped onto the table. She made a great show of putting her feet in the stirrups and wrists in the restraints. In position, she glared at the Professor making it clear that she did not.