On the Seventh Day of Christmas Lillian and I indulged in the manoeuvres, contortions and convolutions I had intended to commit with her on my first v...isit to Madam Whipcrack’s; viz, dirty, sweaty, heaving, biting and sucking, carnal, sexual intercourse.Which we did – many times – with shrieking, screaming, and moaning, as Lillian abandoned herself to the shattering experience of the frenzed sexual ecstasy she was receiving, or possibly what she intended I would think she was receiving. She. He came in the bathroom door and looked inside.Mom swung around so he could see her big ass."Wow those were two sexy ladies," he said.“Are you going to shave your pussies?" he asked."Yes, but we won’t take everything," said mother.We took off our panties and sat on the edge of the bathtub. We smeared ourselves with shaving soap. Mom had to cut a little with scissors first, before Dad had to come up with the razor. He shaved her so she had a nice stripe on her pussy. I wanted a triangle over my. Miranda wondered what the hell Jackson was smiling about. He urged his wife to break the ice with a grunt and then a cough. Her shoulders slumped and then her breaths became short and agitated. She should’ve never married a man with poor social skills. ‘So, why did he leave you Miranda?’ ‘He?’ Miranda wondered, scanning the social rolodex in her mind. She wondered who Jackson’s mother was talking about. Jackson was the only male lover that Miranda had ever been with. ‘Your ex Miranda, what was. So keep yourself happy. I am always there as a friend. please keep yourself happy and enjoy your marriage and honeymoon ;). You are moving to Bangalore only after marriage so not to worry”. I couldn’t speak after he said all these. He earned his respect.In this world where guys are only there for sex and money this guy still had values for love. He wanted to have sex but not in cunning way. In a mutual way. If he fucked someone after this incident I don’t know. But i am sure he would have.