The hair on his legsseemed to gnaw at his skin. Somehow he had to rid himself of it.As he got home, Jeffrey immediately took a shower. Taking Susan's ...razorand gel, he shaved his legs and chest, almost unconsciously. What'sgoing on, he thought to himself as he glided the razor up and down hislegs. In just a short time, the hair on his legs and chest was gone anda smooth, soft skin met his hands. Jeffrey smiled in satisfaction.Taking a brush and the lotion, Jeffrey sat in front of the. She's told me since that was the best sex she'd ever had, and was why she married me. I'm flattered, though the best sex I ever had was on our wedding night. But I'm a romantic at heart and won't go into that here.Suffice it to say my life is a blast. I dumped College Girl, spent a lot more time on trips back home, and dragged Sheila back to Chicago with me once I finally graduated. I'd never met anyone before or since who was a better match for me. Even putting aside the fact that she was as. Chanel perfumed the air. Damien didn't think of the woman on the plane.Abigail leaned back, her breasts cresting the surface of the water. Her nipples were pink, hard, and inviting. Abigail's toe curled as she let out a sensuous moan. Damien's cock hardened in his pants as he admired his wife's beauty.“How was your flight?” Abigail asked. “Mine was boring.”“Uneventful,” Damien answered.“Ooh, what happened?” his wife purred. She could always read him.“Nothing.”Abigail arched an eyebrow.“I had. Why travel and live out of state when Massachusetts offered some of the best schools in the world? Harvard was hot for her, but she chose Wellesley College, the same school that Hillary Rodham-Clinton and Barbara Bush graduated. I lost track of Kathy when she went away to college. The only time I saw her was when she came home on holiday. Even though her school was only twenty miles from her home, colleges wanted their undergraduate students living on campus and in their dorms to experience the.