She flirted with Carl and queried him onsomething. I smiled as I saw my power over her working.She must really have wanted something from Carl, I coul... see through herbody language that she was laying it on thick. Carl blushed and spokewith her, his eyes having a hard time not looking her straight in thecleavage. The more she spoke and flirted the more the effect went towork.Her dark hair didn't seem so fine anymore, the sheen slowly gave way to adrab static black. Her hair mass itself even. But now it was as soft as a baby's butt. Karen, sensing my softening cock begin to slip out of her, got up off me and surveyed my nakedness. 'Your legs don't look too hairy either.' Now I was getting a bit concerned. Creakily, I got out of bed and walked over to the full ?length mirror I had by my closet. Sure enough, I didn't have a hair on my body except on my head and my crotch. Karen had already hopped into the shower as I stood there examining myself. Looking closer at my chest, my nipples. When the fireworks began, Brian was almost invisible, near the front door, beside the game machine. No one liked to sit there because the waitresses had a hard time noticing that your cup was empty or that you needed something. Brian loved to sit there because it gave him another barrier to erect between himself and the world.Never able truly to trust, Brian suffered a life of isolation and smoldering frustration as each day stretched interminably into the next. Nothing broke up his endless. A strange image. But I find it beautiful. I’m feeling closer to her. A brief apprehension flashes through my mind. Precum. Some sperms in it. Can she get pregnant? I remember how Katia mentioned that Nadine had a birth control implant. One of those which last for several years. My concern dissipates immediately and makes way for a feeling of sexual bliss. I’m smelling her hair, her fresh shampoo, her floral perfume. I’m imagining how her scent enters my lungs, driving my hormones crazy, making.