Fun sexual topics. Two major contributions to Janet moving forward into real independent sexual experiences were: her use of the birth control pill (q...ite radical at the time) and a serious directive that she could even have sex with other men. To play on the freedom, to maximize it within the then open marriage, I instructed her that she did not even have to tell me that it “happened”. Think Woodstock, “free love”, university level hippies and other realities of the time period.As geeks, and. It wasn’t large, but enough for 6 people. It had white paneling on the outside, and a beautifully manicured lawn.Going in the house was even better. Everything beautiful. All matching furniture, hardwood floors, the works. Without being asked I helped carry stuff in, Beth helping me put stuff where it belonged. By about 4:45 only my bag remained my the door.“So, where am I going to be staying?” I asked openly.“Well, we only have one open bed. It’s in Beth’s room from when her and Arm used to. You're goingto be so smooth soon you'll never want hair there again!" They placed ahot wet washcloth on my crotch to wet it. Then came the shaving foam.She put a bit on her finger so I could sniff it: it smelled like roses,and it was a light pink color. She covered my pussy in foam. She thenheld up the razor. "Three sharp, clean blades. Good-bye hair!"She did the mound first. I groaned as she did the lips," You're labiaare so fat and red! Hubby will see and feel everything now! And so willyou!". He called Deacon and fired us.“That’s fine asshole, just be sure you pay me the balance you owe me, and a nice bonus or we go with breach of contract where all the nasty shit from last night will come out in the open,” Deacon said.After he hung up I asked, “I probably shouldn’t put this on my resume, huh?”“Probably not,” Deacon agreed with a smile.“I been meaning to ask you, who the hell is Sal Fravlette?” I asked.“When I was a kid, Sal ran a bakery in our neighborhood,” Deacon said.“So how do.