Uniting my wrists, she lowers me back to the floor. After releasing myself, I spend an almost comfortable night in the guest bed room again.+++++++++...++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++Chapter 5 -- "Don’t leave hairs on the sink"Just my luck a few weeks later, she finds a hair on the bathroom sink. I was never even sure it was even mine, but that didn't make any difference to her. There was too much hair on my body, especially around my crotch she informs me. Did she expect me. I mean you let another man ass fuck me for the first time, and jerked off while he was doing it. Your just as kinky. What is it that turns you on Dave? Is it that he’s black ? is it how he treats me like a whore? how he gets me to do filthy things for him? how good he is at fucking me? It’s all those things I’ll admit. it was so kinky to see you being so dirty with a Brutish thug. And I don’t know why it turns me on that he’s black. it must be that it’s taboo still. When he walked you on the. " I spent another fifteen minutes giving directions. I was concerned that Jack would have a hard time climbing, but I needn't have worried. He even paused to help me decide where exactly the road should go. When we reached the top he was as fresh as I was.Looking back down at the row of stakes I had placed, I was well satisfied. It wasn't too steep. It was almost straight getting to this point. The well drilling rig would be backing up here, so straight was good.Jack had a shoulder bag with. Lathering up, I took the razor and carefully mowed down the bush, shaving just the bikini line for now. In the small bathtub I simply couldn't get in a comfortable or safe position to consider going any closer to the sensitive folds.I dried off, feeling energized and relaxed at the same time by the bath. Then I grabbed a towel and went into my bedroom, locking my door behind me. I laid the towel down on the bed, then sat on it. I took a small handheld mirror, and a fresh razor with me.Shaving,.