She lay staring out the black window watching the white snow fall faster, and as she closed her eyes, she whispered to no one. “Santa, whoever you a...re, all I want for Christmas, this year, is another chance.” She let out a soft sigh, and drifted into a dreamy sleep. The morning sun crept along Isabelle’s face as the rude alarm clock sounded. She opened her pale green eyes to the brightness of Christmas Eve morn. Her throbbing head loathed to move from the warm comfort of her nuzzling pillow.. "My next sounds were unintelligible."If you're going to wear heels, your legs need to be clean shaven. Nowgive me your leg"."Ok".She proceeded to trim the hair off both legs, from my toes up to whatwould be my bikini line. Instead of being hairy, now I was fuzzy.Once that was done, we both moved into the tub. She then took one leg attime and proceeded to shave my legs. She made slow, steady strokes. Itwas relaxing, but also quite stimulating.Did I mention my erection? I had one from the time. After they got Malani cleaned up they turned the exam table so her pussy was to face the students. “Any more questions dealing with the vagina,” asked Dr. Singh.“How does a baby fit through the opening of a woman’s vagina,” asked a female student.“The pussy was designed to stretch. Nurse Malani could easy get a fist into her vagina,” claimed Dr. Singh.“Bullshit,” yelled a male student.“Ok smartass! Step up and prepare to be made a fool of,” Dr. Singh ordered.Stepping up a the male student stood. "So If you'll follow me into the basement", Paul said."All Right, Paul", Kathy replied.Kathy followed Paul down the basement stairs, and into the basement Laboratory, Kathy was surprised to see all of the experiments that were sitting on a bookshelf, as they were in the basement laboratory."Mrs. Quinn, would you please sit down?", Paul asked.He pointed to a chair that looked like the Execution chairs in prisons, Kathy walked over and sat down in the chair, behind the armchair was some.