She was restless during the night, moving around in her sleep, kicking the covers off the bed, kicking me and talking in her sleep. At one point I wok... to find her on top of me, holding on to me and murmuring something unintelligible in my ear.We slept late the next morning, both tired from Laura's restless night. It was after seven when I made the call to find out if I could take a couple of days leave. Sarge, in he good natured way said, "kid, don't ever say I didn't warn you about taking up. I watched her strut regally towards the curb and her waiting Lexus. Knowing I would be watching, she tossed in an exaggerated wiggle that rivaled Dianna's. She stopped abruptly, turning her head to look at me over her shoulder."... and Lance?" she added. "She was lovely, whoever she was. Feisty, too. You always have had impeccable taste in women."I wasn't sure if that last compliment had been intended towards Dianna or Susan herself. Either my wife was a very good actress or Jeff, as I had. "We will be right back!"The lights went down a little and things relaxed."You two are going to be my favourite guests if you aren't careful," hetold us as he got up and went to talk to a producer. I breathed out. Thatwas intense."You are doing great Lacey," Mark told me as he took a sip of water."Really? I'm so nervous. I'm not really suited to this kind of thing. I'mmore of an introvert." Could have fooled me."The show soon resumed, and the rest of the interview passed withoutcomplications. I. Whose hair is it, Linnea? Tell me.’ The habit of obedience was already too strong to resist a direct request. ‘Jenny’s,’ I gasped. The gasp was from the sudden heat inside me, not reluctance. ‘She shaved her pussy for me, and gave me the hairs,’ I added with a rush, feeling a bit juicy for being so helpful. ‘How convenient,’ Stacey drawled, looking pleased — I hoped it was with me. ‘Be a good girl and go fetch your phone, will you?’ By the time I returned with it, Stacey’s lips were gleaming in.