Set to the tune of 'The Crying Game' - (for girls only)

[Bbbananas]

I know all there is to know about the Shaving Game.
I promised this story on Friday to Rinks, Fluffy & Ummm... so here goes.

Just imagine there was once a girl who was all excited cos she had an important 'date'. Not the first date, but the one where things were 'likely to advance to the next stage'. It comes to the preparation; the pruning, tweezing & plucking. Then the 'down below' bit - a tad of tidying around. Trouble is, the razor blade's blunt... but never mind, go for it. So she did. All goes well - bit itchy, but looking good and ready for action at close quarters, if the event progresses that way.

Skipping swiftly to a few days later... still with a dirty smile on her face & a slight limp (boy, he was goooooooooood). Then - horror...what does she feel in bed (alone) that night when innocently fumbling? A 'thing'. A bump, lump, whatever you want to call it. An abhorrence. An alien being. First thought "The dirty b@rstard's given me Herpes".

Story to be continued.....

[ummmm]

lol...That's not fair :-(

[Bobbisox]

ya mad...woman!!!
LOL

Bobbi

[Bbbananas]

Bobbi - it's just a story to warn 'Ladies Who Shave' to be ultra careful and be aware of potential disasters. You could say this is a Pubic Safety Announcement...... ;-)

[Bobbisox]

and I am taking heed salla pet
pmsl
Bobbi x