Some of us have objected - we always had and probably always would - tothat particular part of our job. Turning someone into someone else whodidn't kn...ow who he or she had been before he or she had become that newsomeone else had just never seemed overly right. But we were alwayslittle more than a minority - a very silent minority - on thatparticular subject. The silence was necessary. Objections weren't -still aren't - tolerated very well by upper management. They alwayswant things done their. I didn't want him to stop, it was amazing and euphoric, and....just then the prof called the end of the lecture. But, Steve kept his hand under my dress, telling me he wasn't quite finished with me. He pretended to be organizing notes, I did the same, the whole time, his finger worked in and out of my wet slit very slowly, keeping me just on the edge. I looked up and everyone had left the room. Steve pulled his soaking finger out of me and sucked my juices off of himself. He stood up and. When the excess has been trimmed away, I place a warm palm flat on your thigh, silently bidding you to stay still. I place the head of the clippers against your skin and begin to shave the remaining hair. Though the clippers are brand new, I know that they will often catch a hair and pull. I’m anxious to see your body’s reaction to these sharp tugs of pain. Moving slowly, I trail the trimmers over every contour, every nook. Your body responds with obvious arousal, the vibrations from the. If I was considerate I'd have awarded you with an orgasm of your own, butno, I pack you off with just your towel around you and warn you not to returnto my beach in a revealing thong bikini again. I wonder as you walk away whetheryou might yet come back again. You have been warned. x Emma ****************************************************** Oh Erotic Emma, Although you did punish me and warn me to dress more appropriately next timeI came to the beach, feeling the warm sun on my skin today was.