Over the past few years of doing this, I found that each time was a little easier than the previous. The hairs being pulled seemed softer and fewer th...an before.I walked into my bathroom and looked at myself in the full length mirror. Hair removal was my least favorite part of the process, but I liked the finished result, especially when I looked in the mirror. My legs looked smooth and feminine – in a word, "perfect".Then the phone rang. I went to go answer it, picked up the receiver, and said,. Yes, it was very much like the week before but I would never, ever become bored even if he let me do it all day and night for weeks! I would still want more.I felt like I was making out with it. Yes, that was it---making out. I was making out with the erection of the King of Porn.I wanted his cock to know that I loved it. In fact, I had fallen in love with it the week before while kissing it. I was afraid to make it known to the men because I was afraid it would seem too gay and they might. They remember me from when I was a kid and they're more than happy to see me taking over my father's land. I know almost everyone in that little town and we help each other. When I lived in the city, I didn't even know the names of the people in the apartment next to me." "Mr. Chapman, I appreciate the story, trust me, I do, but I'd really like you to consider-" "I won't Ms. Hathaway. If I bring P&G out here, it'll ruin the land. It'll bring in workers, sure and more money but they will destroy. Now to other matters. Don’t take this the wrong way. Much as I like a beautiful young lass to be sitting on me, I fear that ma legs are turning blue.’ Mhari laughed and stood up, stepping to one side. ‘I was forgetting the effect I have on mortals.’ Donal’ rubbed the circulation back into his chilled legs. He poured some broth into his wooden bowl and sipped at the thick liquid. ‘Ah! Not bad at all.’ Mhari regarded him from where she sat cross-legged on the floor, her elbows on her knees, her.