I tried tocall but it went straight to answer phone, I sent her text messages butthey went unanswered. In the end I ate my dinner. I served Laurens Ip...oured her a glass of wine and left the open bottle in the chiller on thetable. I left the candles lit and the music playing and went to bed atabout eleven.About twelve thirty Lauren rolled in. I heard her rummaging arounddownstairs before she struggled up the stairs. She was as drunk as couldbe, she was wearing a very sexy little dress, not. But first, we need some basic information to start with. A point of departure.”Our beginning ‘point of departure’ for mounting a search, isn’t Jan’s bedroom. We need some clue, or pertinent information, an initial fact to build on, to reason from. Can’t go off half cocked. We are headed to the lab, to establish a command center. I’m leading us there. It’s the only space we have large enough, and currently not used for other important activities, to serve as a base of operations. The two other. "Lift your bottom, sweetie," I say. "And don't ask any questions."After you lift up, I slip a towel underneath you. I stand on the side of the bed and spray shaving cream on the hair around your cock. I know you like to manscape in the summer, and you have not had time. I will happily do it for you."What the ...?" you exclaim, feeling the cold cream on your skin."Shhhh!" I reply.I take the razor and gingerly drag it over your skin, removing your pubic hair, taking care not to knick you. While. There's nothing to be ashamedof. Okay?" Okay," Tyler said, confused. "I'm not ashamed. I mean, not really. It'snot like I had a choice..." You see how you're sittin', Violet?"Amber pointed at Tyler's skirt and the legs proceeding from the hem. Tylerhadn't realized this until now, but his legs had spread apart over thecourse of Amber making the tea, and his knees were now at least a foot anda half away from each other. The hem of his skirt had been lifted andstretched as a result, and he was.