"This has to end," she told herself. She carefully slid down her panties, revealing her thick bush. Picking a pair of school scissors out of her bag, ...she trimmed it down, wincing at the idea of sharp blades near her delicate pussy, but she was able to trim away the worst of the hair. "There, that looks better already," she told herself reassuringly. She then took her shaving cream and squirted it into her hand. She rubbed it, gently over her pubic area. She felt the cold cream rubbing over her. .." What about me then?" Theresa inquired, cutting me off again."You?" Why not?" Secretaries don't get promoted to the head of a multibillion dollarcompany!" True, but really eccentric majority owners can do what they want, can'tthey?" Theresa retorted with a wink.The wink turned me on, but I replied, "That doesn't mean that myemployees or the people who deal with my company will be happy about it." They'll come around if the leaks stop and the company returns to ahigher level profitability."I. I reasoned that to be a good omen, having been languishing in a personal slump after allowing mutual lust to cause the lose of the relationship with one of my best and closed friends. Finally I got the energy to take up my friend Andrew's invitation to a two-day shindig he was organizing. Andrew's grandparents had long lived on a remote property in Warren County, in the western north of the state: with their savings though they bought a cottage in Montauk (Long Island) to spend summers. Perhaps. "Hey. Is this Carol?" What does my bum husband want? Did he have to give the phone to you?" Uhh... is it true that you are gonna be gone for good?" Yeah. Maybe I will send him the papers in the next two weeks or so." Dang." I'm sorry you are in the middle of this." It's... kinda okay."I then left the room making sure he wouldn't hear what I was going to say to him next."Umm. Carol. One question." Yeah?" Is he drunk? Can you tell?" Nah I think he is just in his pre-drunk phase. The sound of his.