There was a brief moment of weightlessness before the dropship’s AG field kicked in, securing his boots back to the metal deck. He watched the grey ...ehemoth that was the carrier diminish through one of the small portholes, their dropship banking towards the blue haze of Jarilo, so much like Earth from this perspective that it gave him chills. It reminded him of home.They were followed by a swarm of landing craft holding troops destined for other drop zones, along with larger cargo landers. It was only because one of his mother's old boyfriends happened to own an apartment in Uxbridge that this was now Psychlone's new home. He'd rarely ever visited London in his life before, but this unremarkable dilapidated suburb near the M40 motorway and serviced by the Metropolitan Line was so far out from the more famous sights of London that it was almost no different from living in an outer suburb of Exeter. But at least it was safe from Hen Flu: a disease whose tortuous path from its. We both felt that sex, while still good, was getting a little routine and it could do with spicing up, we have chatted for ages about what to do and have tried a few different things. We both decided that we would have a box each, write our fantasies on a piece of paper and we would take one fantasy from each others box and arrange it but not let on which fantasy it was or when it would happen to make it more exciting. We each picked one out and when I read what my wife had written, I was. A man came in with a bowl of water, a razor and a can of shaving foam. He used scissors to trim away the bush then splashed her hair and covered her mound with foam. Using the razor he carefully shaved her clean. Sue enjoyed the sensation of being tied, helpless while being shaved. She enjoyed feeling him hold her lips to one side as shaved close to her cunt, moving her thighs further open to get right round her cunt until she was totally smooth. They then brought a facecloth and cleaned her up.