Annie A. was really nice today. I don't know why; she's usually a bitch. Sometimes I have problems with Big Bear, however, he can realize every once...in a while I need a kind word. Still at the ending of the first period I really wish I could have a hug from that one special person. *[full name was footnoted again]He got his hair cut, at first it was a shock, but it isn't bad. It looks better at the back. I want him, I love him, I long to be near him. This is more dangerous then wanting. Now remove your gown.?I looked down at X kneeling naked before me on the floor, her eyes looking demurely down in front of her. Between her legs was soft, blond pubic hair, its dampness showing that she was enjoying her training. But lovely as she looked I knew Master would not allow her to keep any hair on her body. I would have to shave her. I explained this to X. She obediently rose at my orders and went in to the bathroom; she soon came back out carrying a bowl of warm water, towels, razor. Maybe take her home, maybe go to the garage. That part I would be playing by ear.The shop was amazingly quiet. I did get one call, from somebody interested in renting the shop adjacent to the garage. I slipped into the storage room and stripped naked, then took the call. I am sure if anybody had seen this, the image of a naked black man in the storage room would have been quite a sight. But the guy on the phone would not say what they were selling other than “the usual things”. I tried to make. "She had been going out with this Teddy guy but I think things and moved on and he hadn't rung her in a couple of days."I'll change channels then," I said."Whatever," she sighed.She moved then and lay down flat and in doing so both of her tits became exposed. I tried not to look but at fourteen they were the only real naked tits I had ever seen. I had one eye in the telly and the other on her on the sofa."Shit," she said out loud."Sorry," I said."No it's not you," she sat up and looked over at.