“Oh, yeah, that's fine,” I agreed with her. She grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. “Wow, just like I imagined you would ...ook,” she said, almost drooling. Her hands ran over my chest and across my shoulders. She leaned back in and kissed me quickly. I kissed her back, but she pulled away before I could contribute to the kiss.“What?” I asked her. “Is there something wrong?”“No, nothing really, it's just not fair. I mean, I took your shirt off, don't you want to take this. How the three women had then carefully stripped the two boys naked and put the discarded clothing in one of the many packing crates that were now filled with the boys clothing and their other possessions and which would soon be given to charity. How they had so painstakingly washed the boys and then used a potent hair removal cream to rid their surprisingly girlish bodies of every inch of body hair. How they had covered the boys' bodies in a positive ocean of powerful feminine perfumes and then. .how do you do all that walking in pantyhose? I would have thought you would always wear stockings with a garter.” “Well you get used to it I suppose.” I had never really thought about it much but during the summer months I guess stockings and a garter would be more comfortable. “I much prefer stockings and a garter or at least some stay-ups. Would you like to join me for another glass of Champagne?” she said. “Thank you Emily I will.” With that she got up from the couch and filled both our. That afternoon I attended the clinic for a consultation. It appearedthat I was lucky because I had a slow growing and fairly sparse beard.The suggestion was that, if I had a high pain threshold they could do aninitial lazer clearing of my beard over a week and then continue withfrequent electrolysis treatments interspersed with more lazer treatment.I found out that my skin and beard type meant that I was lucky and thatthe process should be speedy and without too many side effects. Theclinic.