“You bet your pubes on this game, and that’s how I want them shaved. Or I could just decide everything below your neck is a pube - I mean they rea...lly are when you come right down to it - and decide you’re shaving from your armpits to your ankles.” I suppose I could object, but there was court of appeals, so I continued to chop with the scissors through the densest of my pubes, finally leaving nothing but stubble. Then I slathered on some shaving cream, wet the razor, and began shaving the. Her pussy mound was bare. The situation reminded him of some of his dates with Jennifer at the drive in."A ... a ... five ... maybe?" he stammered as he pulled away from the school, and drove several blocks to the downtown area where he spotted a mall. Robert pulled into the mall and parked near a Mervyns store. Inside the store everybody was looking at Kathryn in her robe and sandals. Robert pointed her toward the changing room, and looked around for a panty display. He grabbed a white silky. ‘A purse is a ‘run of the mill’ object. How could that possibly lead to anything?’ Well believe me, it’s true enough. What started out as your typical office crush, just your average pining for a gorgeous co-worker from afar, turned into something else. And it all started with a purse. You are right on one count though. What’s more ‘run of the mill’ than a purse? I mean, half the population on earth has one. They might not own a formal ‘purse’ per say, but they have a bag or a container of. Which I was, sorta, but I ruined that whole idea when I snuck up on Rodolfo. I put my hands around his stomach, and crossed my palms on his belly button. "Guess who?" I said in my worst attempt at a Brazilian accent.He laughed, and I could feel it in his abs. "Eva Peron? No ... she's dead. Pele?? No, wrong kind of hands. Umm ... I know. It's Xuxa." Then he grabbed my hand and spun around till he was facing me."Am I going to buy you pizza tonite or not?" he asked."Only if you take me to a movie..