"His look of excitement almost proved her undoing, but she just managed to hold herself together."Did you know Debbie; that my wife is away again this... weekend? Would you like to come over to my house?"She looked at him a little anxiously remembering how badly he had punished and violated her at his house, the time that he had made her dress up like his wife and nag him like his wife."I don't think I want to go that far Mr. Groves." She told him warily hoping he would get the message.He gave a. I wasted no time in saying that it was rather dark, hoping beyond hope that this would spure her into moving position slightly. "not really" I replied. At this Vicky stood up, shit I thought thats the end of that, she then moved the desktop and sat back down. "is that better" she asked "can you see more clearly now"?. Could i see more clearly???she had sat back down with her kness just about as far apart as she could get them with her skirt high around her thighs. The view was astounding, yes. I kept thinking about the stuff in the bag that I put under my bed.Later that day I ate together with my parents and we talked some more about the party and that everyone enjoyed themselves. At one point my mom asked what I was gonna do with the doll. ‘Ehrmm.. nothing. I just deflated it and gonna put it in the attic’ I said.Later that evening I went to my room changed into my PJ’s and got in bed. Normally I would watch some more tv upstairs but this time my tv wasn’t turned on. It was me who. There was a long pause before she answered, and I suffered every second. I passed her the razor through the side of the curtain."I thought I'd shave my... my pussy." Trying to sound as casual as she could."Wow! Really?" I said before I could think, clamping my hand over my mouth as if I could have stopped the words in time. "Cool," I added for lack of anything else to say. I was getting really hard and had to adjust myself.A stream of justifications came out at high speed that went something.