My Day as the Maid
My Day as the Maid by Emily Ross I wake up about 6.45 and remember it's Sunday - the day that my wife Leah and I had been planning so carefully. She is still sound asleep as I quietly and carefully slip out of bed and head for the bathroom. I apply some hair removal cream to my body. I am not very hairy so I only need a little on my chest and stomach. Then I do my legs. Leah doesn't like me shaving them. I keep my...