But even amongst those of us who're not smoothies might want to shave their legs or under the armpits, you know." Naturism isn't just about not wearin... clothes!" huffed Siobhan. "It's a whole natural philosophy. And that goes for shaving as much as anything else."Sian stroked the hairs on Siobhan's thighs. "Well, you can get away with it, Siobhan. Your hair isn't all curly and wild. I shave my legs, as you know, and I don't think that makes me any less of a naturist than you!" Pooh!" responded. The bass line hits so hard I can feel it in my sensitive center. Looking at my glass of wine I pop my feet up on the ottoman and raise my hips. I skip my tiny shorts over my hips and off my beautiful behind. I'm now bare from the waist down. Feeling bold today I immediately test my center. I run my middle finger through my core and an delighted by the moistness that greets me, pulling my finger out I slowly tease my own lips with the juices I've encountered. I lick my fingertip clean and. “Anyway, ma’am, it’s right next to the Amtrak line. It’s Sunday, so we should be able to drive up there pretty quickly.”“That sounds fine. As you must know, I have a bone to pick with you today.”I understood that she was playing a game, and she couldn’t have known it, but that phrase had always grated when someone used it on me.After that, she stayed silent for the rest of the trip. I was struck at how readily she had gone back to her earlier frosty, almost withdrawn demeanor. As for myself, I. But after a couple of days, he gave up on controlling it and tried to rub it against his mom’s body. Shivani would feel it but ignored it, either thinking of it to be an unintentional movement in sleep.Rahul’s birthday was on Jan 6. But his exams got over early by Jan 2. For the first time in 4 years, he got the chance to spend his birthday with his mom. Rahul came home on the 4th. Shivani, too, was very excited to be with her son on his birthday. She ordered the cake and surprised him at.