He said she was a senior and also a cheerleader at the college I went to. I’m glad he continued talking before I said anything about her. He told me...she was his girlfriend and that they had been dating for a couple of months. I knew her and had fucked her a few times. I just told him it was a big school and I knew who she was but didn’t know her personally since she was a senior. When I went back to college, I mentioned it to her, and she was scared shitless. ‘Oh my God! Please don’t say. In fact, I also worried about Shirley being able to get a job here in Newcastle in her slightly different computer discipline when she finished her degreeIt was a little tough, with us both living on one not very big wage, but we were both so in love. We lived very frugally; didn't buy the newspaper, had rarely gone out and library books were our main source of relaxation, apart from making love and strolling along the beach. Even the computer was mostly restricted to being used for Shirley's. "With that Mary slipped her arm around Billy and together they strolled from the beach. It was late when they got back to the hotel and they went straight to their rooms.Chapter four: Shaven havenBack at their room Mary slid out of the sand covered dress and headed for the bathroom, turning on the shower she stared at Billy's razor sitting on the sink. Reaching down she slid her hands over her neatly trimmed bush; with a smile she grabbed the razor and shaving foam.Billy dropped his clothes in. ... Looking at my face in the mirror I noted a little dryness (no doubt from my earlier shave, god how I hate that ritual, you girls don't know how lucky you are!), no worry I thought out with the moisturiser. As I opened the lid though I found that the ingredients had settled out. No doubt due to sitting against a hot radiator all day, no amount of mixing would thicken it up. Then a lovely kinky thought struck, I would have to add an extra ingredient to thicken it up a bit. Being into natural.