She came again. John nodded toward her window and she turned her head. Two men in the next car were staring at her, eyes wide. She smiled and threw he...r head back, rubbing herself harder. She loved it when men watched. The light changed and John turned the corner and onto the sidestreet. It was Maple. Belle used to live here. Roger still did. Belle recognized the houses and stopped rubbing herself. She pushed her fingers in her mouth and licked them clean, enjoying the taste shed hated just a. She had brushed out her long auburn hair, which, tied with a green silk ribbon, now hung down over her. He could not help thinking how it resembled a sleekly brushed horse’s tail. He spotted the Prince’s agent as the train pulled into the station. When he climbed off, the agent hurried over. David could see mule-drawn wagons backing up to the goods van, half a dozen men around them. The agent explained everything was being taken care of and they would get on their way as soon as all was loaded. I did think that Melissa seemed quite expert at shaving me and for that I wasn’t complaining and when she had made my shaft smooth she started on my balls removing every hair from them until she was finished. Then Melissa turned on the shower again and said “Lets both get washed off” I was transfixed and responded to every word she said. We tongued in the shower once again and I could feel another load building up inside me. I was very turned on by my new bald look and I adored the smooth feel. After I listened to the clock chime twelve times, I got out of bed, deciding to go and pester Olu. He was usually up late, burning a light in the study, or in his room, and I knew that he wouldn’t mind me too much if I kept quiet. I took a book with me, climbing out of my window to creep around the side of the house. I checked the study first. It was dark, so I moved on, tiptoeing toward Olu’s bedroom, which was at the opposite end of the house. It had formerly been a common space that Dad had.