" But, John, there's no need..." I insist. Please, Liz."Slowly I started massaging all the little kinks out of her body. While doing that, I also did ...y best to tease her. I could sense that slowly she was getting aroused. I smiled to myself as I truly believed that intercourse was much more fun if both parties were enjoying it. While I was massaging her backside, and her ass in particular, I was already fully hard and the smell coming from her didn't help at all. Neither did it help that she. After about an hour, at about 10:30 in the morning, a woman appeared before me. She seemed to be quite agitated at me and I wondered why and who she was. She yelled at me that I was ruining her Christmas and I asked her what the hell did she mean? I didn't even know her."Well, you know my husband. As a matter of fact, you're making him work today instead of being home with his family." I realized then that this was Bob Cratchitt's wife."Mrs. Cratchitt, I didn't make Bob go to work today. As a. “No! Not my head, you goof.....” she chides and moves closer, thrusting her pelvis forward. “See.... I trimmed it back,” she explains, displaying her much-shorter-than-before pubic hair. “Do you think it looks good? You can see my lips better.” My sister adjusts her stance and opens her legs to afford a very wonderful close-up of her private area. Indeed, her lips are more visible.... and now I'm getting a hard-on again. “Sandy.... wow... it looks great. I like it... but I'm really tired,” I. .”“It’s O.K. Sarah I know that this isn’t a purse.”Ashamed Sarah sat on the bed almost crying. I sat next to her putting my arms around her. “Sarah everything is fine. I don’t want to have this little pocket rocket back. Take it as a little gift. I don’t want to see my little sister ashamed or crying so stop it, please. There is nothing bad about using such devices, it absolutely normal.”Sarah looked at me “Really? You are not mad that I stole it from you? I... I just wanted to try out but I.