He got out his bag ofdisposable razors, he had five left, he hoped that would be enough to dothe job. He began to fill the bathtub, after he had move... the bra andpanty set, that had been drying overnight. Starting with the face, hebegan to shave, that done, he turned the bathtub, shut the water off,half full, just enough to cover his legs. He put the shaving cream andrazors on the edge of the tub, this was all new to him, he sat down inthe tub. He was lost, did not know how to proceed,. My body caught all of the shot headed our way, and Sally was not injured. I wasn't either, but my shirt was ruined from all of the holes punched in it by the buckshot. My ring's protection extended to buckshot, apparently, because I was not even bruised by the pellets that hit me. A few hung in my shirt and there were more on the ground around me. I had been shot with #00 buckshot by somebody who knew what he was doing. Without my ring, I would be dead, or, at least, in the hospital for a very. ” I could feel his hands now wrapping around my waist and sliding down over my abdomen, laying his big hand right over my puss, from the front. Shit. Rob would be here any minute. “Just giving the engine a little practice run. Lucky boy who gets you tonight. . . Wearing nothing under that red dress but . . .” and he squeezed me. "It's hot. It relaxes me." "I'll say it's hot," and he was curling his fingers around my puss, and then pulling up on the dress until it was basically lifted up. If that's what you boys want, then no panties." I guess they want complete and unrestricted access to my pussy. They'll probably fuck me everywhere we go. I started to pack the rest of my suitcase. We were going for 5 nights, so that meant that I would need 5 outfits for the day and 5 for when we would go out at night. I packed 6 skirts, all of them as short as they could get, ranging from loose fitting pleated skirts that would sway in the wind, to super tight and super snug skirts that would.