Just come back from the salon...gorgeous nails...and smoothness...oh smoothness in the most painful way...but it feels so good afterwards.
I prefer having the whole lot..off...yes all. The bit at the front...and yes...I mean it...those cheeky bits underneath...and also...anything that may be hiding..in the back door area also. Actually...my waxing lady has seen more of my bits than I have!And we chat away about this and that as she asks me...
'Just put your fingers there..yes..lovely...now taut..'
I focus! Words falling out of my mouth at breakneck speed in a desperate attempt to ignore the ensuing 'rriiip' after the warmness of the wax which feels like heaven on my awaiting labia....

Okay...you can uncross your legs. It wasn't that bad!

It just feels better for me and I enjoy the sensation if I am indulging in particular delightful exploits...which I am not at the moment...and speaking of which, why the hell I am wasting any time over a self-centred, selfish, distant, completely silent man...I just don't know. The mind-blowing sex is definitely a contributory factor..but even so...it's not as though I am unintelligent. I am managing to partition him actually in a small place...contained.

I have needs that must be satisfied.
I have a very insatiable thirst that needs quenching.
I have a body crying out for touch...both gentle and firm.
I have underwear that needs ripping off...

So...whilst G is away in G-land Inc. PIP here has decided she will be making a damned good effort to have, find, share, enjoy her body, her desires and yes her underwear with a very lovely, sexy, intelligent bloke...and yes...I know they are not on every street corner..but have you not heard of 'Seek and Ye shall find?'

And no...still don't fancy Mr Estate Agent. I really hope I do not get that desperate. Surely not!