As she laid there, she closed her eyes and remembered the joyful feeling of running her fingers through the wet, soapy strands. She felt what she thought was each hair give way as the scissors made the first cut. She remembered how she had vowed to celebrate each new hair by repeating her masturbatory discovery. Read 23496 times |
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It came first as a smooth down; velvety and nearly transparent. Lori could feel the razor removing the last remnants of hair from her; making sure she was as bald as newborn child. Soon she could no longer see her skin under the dark patch and felt a pride in knowing she was a woman. She remembered the fingers pushing through the very hair now being cut away.
