“Take it off,” he said.Our eyes met. His gaze was patient, steady. I wanted to refuse. I couldn’t. I tugged the top off, my mouth dry, and he to...k it from me, dropping it on the floor. He didn’t try to hide the way he looked at me. It made me want to cross my arms over my chest. It felt like more than being naked, like he could see some part of me that no-one had seen before, no-one had tried to see before.He didn’t touch me. He just stayed there a while in his jeans, sitting astride my legs,. She had actually found herself giving him yet another blowjob recently. That made four. Or five. She still couldn’t believe she was doing it at all. It didn’t make any sense. But something about Jim made her feel safe. He was silly and all but he was fun to be around, and for whatever reason, she found it hard to say no when the topic of her going down came up. Rachel raised her eyebrow at her amused friend and shook her head. ‘Well, I don’t really have an explanation for, um, coupon boy over. My hand lingered at the top of my thigh as I felt a familiar tingling sensation from my hardening clit... but I brushed the thought from my mind and carried on with the other leg. After making sure they were both smooth I knelt in the tub and brushed my fingers down my flat stomach and rested my finger tips on the tiniest amount of pubic hair, I glared at it and grabbed for my razor and proceeded to remove it, I loved nothing more then having a completely bald smooth pussy, and I know he liked. I don’t know why, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave. I suppose part of me wanted to remember, so that my reasons for tearing apart my men would be justified. Whatever reason it was, I used that apartment and my bed to exact my revenge against all males dumb enough to be drawn in and stay. ‘Shayla,’ said a whisper in my ear, ‘what are you thinking about?’ I snapped to attention. Looking up, I stared into the face of the man whose arms were currently encircling me, Jake. I crossed my arms and.