Finding a neatly printed box of fresh towelettes, I dampen my face then my loins. Cleaning my skin enough that it doesn’t feel sticky from sex secre...ions. The not so fresh scent left on my lips from last nights affair now off my face. A memorable contrast to the fresh Vanilla from this mornings wake up call. Coffee now filling the nostrils, and bacon. Yes!! BaconI find my boxers closer to the door. One of my socks a few paces behind it. My jeans still hold my phone, wallet, the wad of. I really should stay downstairs, but after a while the pull towards seeing Liz preparing herself is just too much. She is just so stunning in every way, and I can't help but pop upstairs to see her. On the way I call into the bathroom, and that weird stomach churning feeling hits me as I see her razor on the side of the bath and clear evidence in the tub of her having shaved her pussy to perfection for him. I rinse the bath, as I think back to just a few minutes ago when I was doing the chores. Even in the half light, he could see she was flushed and anxious.“What in the world has gotten into you?” he asked.“You got into me!” she yipped. “I think my breasts have gotten even bigger, Jack, and my nipples tingle all the time now. I need you, Jack. I need you to suck them and make glorious love to me!”Even having a giant doing a sleepover at your house can’t make that kind of invitation lose its power on a man. Jack caught up with her and rehearsed how he’d tell his mother and Mortimer. "What are you doing out here? I thought you lived in Buckhead." Used to live in Buckhead," he said, walking up to him. "I couldn't afford the apartment anymore after you demoted me." Well, I'm sorry about that," Oh, I bet you are," he said, pacing. "Do you have any idea how fucked up you've made my life?" Not really," he said, noticing the pump stop. "And, it looks like I'm done here. Nice seeing you, Arnie," Michael said, and quickly got in his car."I'm going to get you Michael Collins!" Arnie.