My eyes immediately found the door to the basement. The light was on downstairs and the door was slightly ajar. I crept past the little dining room ...able, towards our kitchen counter. I stopped at the counter, peeked through the doorway and caught my breath. From where I was standing, I could see the couch near the bottom of the stairs. Margie was facing towards me, topless, wearing only a lacy bra with one cup pulled down to expose her right breast. I guess the first thing that shocked. It was something she did was when was nervous. It was cold outside but she was stubborn. She was not going to go inside and try to look inconspicuous. She had higher standards then that. Daniella shivered and remembered the old saying that when you shiver someone is walking over your grave. She smiled at the morbidity of the thought but then frowned. It was her mother who had told her this. She did not want to remember her mother right now but her mind, empty of thoughts, was brought back to. ”“In two weeks, Snuggle Bear! Just be patient.”“Easy for you to say!” I groused. “You can use the sauna and the whirlpool! Let’s make some tea and then sit in my study so we have some privacy.”We went to the kitchen and I made a pot of tea that Kara carried, with mugs, to my study.“The more I think about all of this, the more I begin to understand what’s going on here,” I said. “While the trigger for her first breakdown was the situation with Carla and Rachel, the real issue was that she was. Just holding the razor in my hand made me hard and looking at my pubic hair the thought of just shaving a bit off the side wouldn’t hurt, nobody would really notice if they saw me naked in the showers at school or when I was fooling around with my girlfriend whose pubic hair I really wanted to shave off but she was reluctant to do it. We had spoken about the subject of shaving because I felt relaxed and could really be myself with her and just talking about shaving turned me on and we had made.