Then she said if Ishaved my legs they would look as good as the model if not prettier. Ijust smiled and let it go.As we were leaving the mall, we saw ... beauty salon near the entrance. Tinalooked at me and I was like know way. Then damn again! Another poster!There was another model in swim suit hanging out in the beach. Why didthey have to have so many posters? So there we were asking the girl insideif she could take me in for a session of leg waxing. They had a special onfull body wax and Tina. "Three minutes," Chanah called out. We were about to communicate with Australia again, our first chance in many months. We had so much to tell them and so much to thank them for. It was all their doing, it must have been, the plane crash that led to my coronation. And now it was time to express our gratitude.I watched Chanah work the console, my heart full of admiration for her. It was her suggestion initially to link my personal computer arrays in Dakar, Qataban, and Dalma into one distributed. . this feels about right.”She placed her hand in the stream. “Not too hot.” she remarked.He closed the drain and let the sink fill. After shutting off the tap he submerged the rectal tip in the sink and squeezed the bulb to expel air. He released it and it filled with water. Holding it upright he squeezed it again to expel any remaining air, put the tip under water and leased it. “It’s full up to the tippy-top,” he remarked and began coating its tip with the personal lube.Abrielle slipped out. It was a bit of a further drive this time, so I took a bottle of water and set off early as the traffic through the city can sometimes be a nightmare. Again, I had a hard-on for the full journey. I arrived almost bang on time and parked in the car park. I sent Sacha a message telling her I had arrived. I didn't get a reply and I started to worry I had wasted my time. I was almost ready to call it a day when my phone buzzed. It was Sacha.“Sorry, in shower. Ready now. Flat 9 x,” she texted.Once.