I want you to come to my summer selection party. I’m between men and I need to choose someone new so I am throwing a bash and inviting hundreds. Wom...n too, so you can have a gander and see if there’s anything takes your fancy. One, in particular, I just know you’ll love.” Lilly made matches like other women make cakes. “She’s not an exotic I’m afraid, rather horsey and county in fact, but she is gorgeous, as bent as a dough hook and recently lost her last mount.” “Lost how, Flick, did she leave. Mike posture lightened, his face softens and his eyes danced. I sensed that he was pleased that we were talking about him.“You guys are full of shit” Mike quipped.“We wanted to find the best time to do you” My words lingered in the air.Mike smiled. “Naw, You guys missed your chance.”“Really, I didn’t miss a thing, remember I wasn’t invited to the last shindig. But I understand if Mr. BadAss is running scared” “Scared! Of what, the bullshit you throwing”“You think we won’t do you.” My voice. Over one breast, a blue name tag had "GRAVENGOOD" lettered on it in white letters; the silver leaves of a Lieutenant Colonel were on his shoulders. On the helmet, which had an oxygen mask dangling from one side, was lettered a fighter jock's nickname: "GRAVEDIGGER"The toughest part had been the pants for the G-suit; Jackie had found a pair of women's spandex pants, died them olive drab, then with Kirsten's help had affixed grommets and lacing up the sides of the legs. If the light wasn't real. Jen relaxes and closes her eyes as I start to shave her. When I get to the little blonde triangle I ask if she really needs it. She shrugs and says “you’re the stylist babe”. I decide it all has to go. When I’m finished I wipe away any remaining foam and hair with the wet cloth and pat her dry. Sitting back I admire my handiwork “well babe even if I do say so myself, I think that is a pretty good job” Jenny sits up and looks between her legs, now completely hairless, she blushes slightly and.