Again, I did as instructed.She then picked up my electric razor and came and sat down opposite me.I was sure confused."Now give me you leg." Do what?"...Give me your leg so I can trim the hair down. I'm going to shave yourlegs."My next sounds were unintelligible."If you're going to wear heels, your legs need to be clean shaven. Nowgive me your leg"."Ok".She proceeded to trim the hair off both legs, from my toes up to whatwould be my bikini line. Instead of being hairy, now I was fuzzy.Once that. .garage doors.. Technology it was his thing he always had to have the latest phone. Anyway his discovery, remote wireless sex toys. She already had a vibrator but this was designed to be descretely inside you and triggered by your partner and as for the buterfly apparently also know as a dolphin that was new, a clitoral only wearable toy complete with harness. My my, George had some kinky ideas too,his fantasy for them to go out , her in one of the newer friday dresses with her toys inside her. Phoebe assures her that she had put in insulation, so to muffle a lot of the noise.They chat happily for the next hour as they sit at the bar, Phoebe keeping an eye on her employees and customers. Les tells Phoebe about Cyn, explaining that the old feeling had come back to her from yesterday’s confrontation with Tim. Phoebe sympathizes, commenting that it must have been difficult for Tim to learn this out of the blue.Les agrees but then shifts to telling Phoebe about the box of letters. Les. “No. Well, maybe, sort of.” I had to laugh. “For a wordsmith, you’re not being too clear.” Her turn to laugh. “Maybe because it’s not clear to me either. I mean, we’ve, well, you know, but…” “Why did you call my character Charlotte?” “Because you fancy Van.” “Now you’re being obscure.” “Van fancies women called Charlotte.” “What? Seriously?” “Seriously. That’s why she calls me Charlotte.” “Christ, I knew life could be complicated but that is beyond complex. So you write me a part in which I am.