.I can feel the blade moving over my bush. And later, I can feel it scraping over my soft skin. I can feel my skin becoming smooth and then becoming r...w as he continues to remove every hair. I can feel the eyes of the workers on my private parts, that part that has never been so exposed and vulnerable in my life. I feel the thin point of the blade touching the lips of my pussy, shaving down between my legs and I wish I could hide my face behind my hands, or behind my hair ... but even these. Given our desire to get back to the hotel, we ate quickly and didn’t talk much, and once we finished eating, I paid the check and we hurried across the street to spend four hours in bed.August 18, 2000, Chicago, Illinois“What did you think, Jesse?” Cynthia asked as she snuggled close after we’d done it ‘doggie style’.“It was OK, but I like it better either with me on top or you on top facing me.”“Me, too, though I liked it better when you were sitting up than when you were lying down when I was. I wanted to pick her up and hug her, but knew that would fulfill me but scare her, so I smiled, walked in, and waited. Rebecca and Millie stood just beyond Colleen, and I gave them the same look of love, and hoped it conveyed my joy.Jim cleared his throat but before he could speak I said, "I know. I really do know. You're confused, angry, suspicious, and hopeful, which is exactly what I am feeling, too. Even though I want to break down and cry, then hug you all until we lose our breath, let's. It was now late afternoon, and the dark, dingy clouds of earlier that afternoon had been blown away by the winds up here and had been replaced with lighter gray clouds. We transferred back to the Rock View Hotel on the far side of Lough Arrow. It felt good to get back inside, and out of the cold winds on Carrowkeel. We returned to our rooms where Kell and I both used the air change spell several times to warm up our rooms, ourselves, and our women. After a short rest, we dressed for the evening.