Gangsters shooting people. Murders. Robberies. Crooked cops. Racial Profiling. All kinds of bad things. Yet Marcus was looking at his hometown like it... was Nirvana. We hopped on the Bat Bus once in Brockton and headed to the high school. Marcus was going on and on about the Brockton Boxers football team and their legendary coach. I smiled at that. Men love football, and beer. Well, so did I, on both counts. The bus dropped us near Shaw’s Market and from there, Marcus led me to the stadium. We. Besides, I've got Dolly, and she keeps me pretty busy."He couldn't help but grin. Dolly was the girl he stood up to read the script. I enjoyed her company so much I asked her out again. And again, until finally we settled into a semi-serious relationship. She wasn't quite moved in, but she spent most of her time at my condo.Her real name was Cindy, and at twenty-four she was way too young for me, but she was intelligent, good looking, and fun to be with. And as a bonus, the sex was really,. There was no segway whatsoever, she just dove right in. She was a good kisser; very expressive with her hands. We diiverted the cab to her apartment. I didn't know New York very well at the time, but I began to suspect that her life must be pretty different from mine when we pulled up to the Riverside Terrace apartments that overlook Rockefeller park. She took me to the solarium to show me the view of the Chrysler building, etc. etc. and started talking about why she loved New York so much.. I picked up the razor and showed her how I shaved my pubes, straight down across my mound, then I lifted my leg and shaved upwards over my lips and then I squatted down and carefully shaved around my bum hole. All the time she was watching me closely, particularly as I held my pussy lips apart to shave either side of them. She started almost hopping from foot to foot as she watched me.I said to her, “Do you want to use my razor or do you have your own”, she reached up on to the shelf behind me.