Taking a bath in their bathroom, she’d come to the sensual conclusion, must have been like taking a bath in the home of a wealthy Roman. As I was sa...ing—while her husband bathed her in the bath, he was paying special attention to her hairless legs and crotch—it occurred to her how much she loved clean-shaven legs. She used depilatory cream on her own legs and crotch, but she always let her husband shave her really private areas, god she loved her smooth ass. It was as he spread the shaving. Look at his bottom.” “Very good Phoebe. That is nicely red, and his legs as well. Good girl. I see you know what to do very well. Anyway, I am taking Mike with me to the shops. Is that OK with you?” She didn’t ask me. I didn’t matter by now. It was the two women deciding everything. “That’s OK Mum. I’ll look after Mikey. I have still have a little more to do to his bottom anyway.” Phoebe started giving me more spanks. I could just see that Mrs T smiled, and went out. I could hear. I hope there won’t be a lot more like this. I moved back to where I was holding the pen and thinking, then jumped back into my body.I wrote down $19.72 and handed it to Kim. She called the waitress back when she saw her and let her know that we were ready for the check.Kim seemed fine to wait patiently. I was feeling uncomfortable about the way the last jump happened. I know that I can’t do anything about the timelines I leave, but its starting to eat at me a bit. In general, jumping around was. I was thinking of turning this into a blanket.” She used her hands to gesture over the painting. “It would be lying across your lap like this and then falling down the front of the couch here. What do you think?”I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them again. Mum was looking at me, expecting an answer.I stared at Mum.When she realized that she wasn’t going to get a reply, she pulled a paintbrush out of her pocket, turned back to the wall and went back to work, humming quietly to herself.I looked.