"The princess smiled, "Yes, and too fond of your freedom, too, I think. You are popular with the girls."Jem was not sure if this was a question or a s...atement. "So I've been told, your highness." And you've had many girls?" Some few, your highness." So you are an experience lover then, despite your youthful appearance?"Jem drew a small sharp breath as a hint of where this conversation might be leading dawned on him although he hardly dared to contemplate it."I like to think so, your highness.. In each meet, I retained the same nervousness around her and her with me. After the sale, I wanted to continue be around her so I found reasons to drop by her graphics business. I showed up on her birthday with a yellow rose and did other things that gave me reasons to see her. Finally I invited her to lunch and we nervously joked. Neither of us ate much. We spent most of the time talking and sneaking peaks at one another. Taking her back to her office, I finally asked if we could go out one. This time he didn’t avert his eyes; he looked at my panties and was clearly staring at the damp stain forming at the crotch. He smiled knowingly. Without saying a word he got up, leaned over me and kissed me softly on the lips. I could have melted. But I also knew that this man was ready to help me carry out my most recent fantasy. He sat back down in his armchair and continued to look between my legs. Once again I spread my legs apart and hitched the front of my skirt a little more. With my. Mom went out and returned with a basket with shaving cream, razor, scissors, and several other items."Gracie dear, you have way too much hair. When was the last time you had a haircut." She laughed. "Don't worry; mommy is going to take care of all that nasty hair down there." Please, don't shave my bush. Please Grace, I mean mistress. Please." Grace begged. "I don’t everything you asked."Mom had already snipping on her pussy hairs and giving them to Paul to put in a container as a souvenir for.