”When I got there she told me to undress because she had a lot to do today and was in a hurry; I didn’t ask any questions and did as she asked. Sh... took me from the bedroom to her bathroom and then told me to get into the shower and to sit on the bench. “Well, Lez, it’s time to get rid of this growth between your legs.” and when I questioned why it was necessary, she answered, “first of all, my sexy slut, it covers that beautiful pussy of yours, and for another thing no other female would want. It came from years of practice. But them acknowledging my lack of love life, and the reasons why, only affirmed the inadequacies I had, and it grew into a huge ball of insecurity in the pit of my stomach. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, ashamed now that I had worn what Matt had wanted me to, and let that influence how I was acting, especially towards Brad and his friends. Just as I had made the decision to resist Brad and steel my resolve towards the therapist’s oath I had made, I saw. Then she would feel her titties over good, I now figure checking for lumps. She would hang her towel up and then bend over the tub to clean it out. This afforded me a great shot of her behind and when she spread her legs just enough, I could get a fairly good view of her pussy lips and her asshole. I had only seen naked people in a nudist colony book my friend’s dad had hidden under his mattress. We jacked off to that many times but this was so much better, a real naked person.When she put her. I sat in the tub awhile longer. I felt kinda lazy, like I usually did right after I came. Plus I was still thinking about what happened. My grandma was pretty -- oh, she was no model or nothing, but when she smiled her whole face lit up, and sometimes when she got all dressed up to go out I could see her body looked younger than she was.Well, the water started to cool off so I got out and was drying myself off when I heard someone in the bedroom. I figured it was Grandma again, but was I.