Many years ago I had emergency surgery. The nurse shaved me from the belly button to my knees. I remember thinking I would die of embarrassment at having my 'private areas' shaved bare.
By the time I had recovered from the surgery the hair had grown back in........... but there was something about that experience that I liked. That summer when it was hot and humid I shaved myself -- with no small amount of contortions to get it done either. I don't remember what my husband thought of it -- but I loved it!! It was cooler and neater and felt cleaner. It also turned me on.
At first I only shaved when the summer came........... but then I started doing it regularly -- because it just felt so damn good. There have been a few times over the years where I have let it grow in. BUT I noticed I never felt as aroused. My jewelry feels so much more erotic -- and I love seeing it every time I look in the mirror.
I know there are women that can't stand being shaved -- they have very strong opinions on the whole issue. Me -- shrug -- I say to each their own. I just know that I love the feel of the skin when it is freshly shaved... I love the feel of the smoothness of the lips -- of the mons -- I love feeling the warm summer breezes caress it when I am lying naked in my bed.
Why am I writing about this today??
well truthfully I didn't know what to write about today -- and I shaved yesterday -- and as I laid in my bed the cool sheets brushing against my naked skin I thought I would share with you -- just another little something about me.
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