Slowly, piece-by-piece, the story seeped out about Marie and the day off work. Sara couldn’t bring herself to tell her friend about the cream and th...e fact that she was now entirely without pubic hair. She still recoiled each time the thought entered her head. She had lost count of the number of times she had slunk into the toilet at work to check once again, her eyes unwilling to believe the truth of what they saw. She willed her hair to grow back again and for her to regain her old self. All. “She liked this.. her smile peaked just a little as she looked at me. I slowly looked her up and down, knowing she was watching my eyes, and stared at her bra, down her tight tummy, down her legs, then up to the opening of her skirt between her thighs. Continuing to stare at the space between her thighs, I walked over in front of her and started fanning her again. Her skirt fluttered up and down when I fanned up between her legs. “You really have beautiful legs. Long and tan. Lift your skirt a. “What did I forget to do?” He was getting warmer. I was hungry, and he wasn’t dressed for going out. I looked in the ‘fridge to see what could make a quick meal. His lunch was still there. He’d be famished when he thought of food. Right now, though, he was thinking about placating me -- and well he should. “Aren’t you going to tell me?” Not this time. “Did you call and I didn’t get back to you?”He took out his cell. He keeps it on silent, but listens for messages at set times -- after lunch and. "I think I'm going to get myself royally fucked, Tom, what do you have in mind?" Libby said as she took me by the hand and led me down the hallway to my master bedroom. She'd come over to visit me after her high school graduation a few days earlier, and she was going to spend some time with me before she started preparing to go off to college and that sort of thing. I was so hot for Libby that it's hard to describe. She's one hot beautiful sweetie and I wanted to fuck her brains out. Apparently.