“It is hard to shave you pubic hair yourself and really do a good job,” Cindy said. “I am not busy right now. I could help you with that.” “...his is so embarrassing for me to ask, but could you?” I asked. “There is a small exam room in the back. Since I am not busy, I won’t even charge you for it.” After I paid for the razors, and the shaving cream, she led me back to the exam room. The room looked like a doctor’s exam room, with an exam table, a desk and two chairs. “I want you to strip down to. He said thanks and asked if I worked. I said no I'm a stay at home wife, my husband works for a small transport company. I looked at Brad and smiled and asked if he had his licence. Brad said yes but was carless as he used a company car to get around. I thought the bastards and took my new friend by the hand and led him up the platform and phoned my husband as I turned around (made it look like an accident) bumped into Brad, he smiled at me, I smiled back at him and sort of said sorry, Keith. I seem to beswelling and itching in the strangest places" "Oh? Mind if I take a look?" It's a bit embarrassing, I seem to have lost some hair too" "It looks thickand healthy to me" she said. Blushing (blushing! I've never blushed in mylife!) I said "Not on my head, other places." I have had some medical training, let me look, maybe I can be of help." Sheoffered. "Ok, but you have to promise not to laugh!" "It would be thefurthest thing from my mind" she replied.I took off my shirt and that is. Iasked what, but she just said we were going on a visit. She told me tohave a quick but thorough bath, because she didn't want me to be seendirty. I took it that I was going to the doctor. She ran the bath andsprinkled in her favourite bath salts. This really surprised me. I camedown dressed in a shirt and shorts, grey socks and my scuffed blackschool shoes. My brother lent against the wall with a sardonic smirk."Sissy," he said, "You'll grow up to be a cocksucker. I hereby disownyou," he spat.