"That's fine."

"Trim or shave?" she asked.

"You choose."

She grinned. "Shaved. We can be twins."

"How often do you have to shave?" he asked.

"I shave my pits and legs about every three days."

"How about your pubes?"

"I had laser. I don't have to shave there anymore."

"When did you do that?"

"Oh heavens, probably ten years ago. It hurt like hell too. Want me to get you that for Christmas?" she asked smiling.

"No thanks. I'll let you be in charge of grooming."

She took her son's hand and led him to the bathroom. After getting things together, she shaved him bare.

"Ordinarily, I'd take care of...