Andrea wakes up early.

Andrea woke up early, took a quick shower, dolled herself up, threw on an apron and made a breakfast of cheese omelets. She set chairs for two and was relieved that she had everything set up just right when Joe's alarm went off. Discarding her apron, she met him in the bedroom as he was getting his bathrobe on. He turned to her and gave her a long, simple kiss on the lips. Reaching down with one hand, he felt Andrea's pussy.

"You forgot to shave this morning," Joe observed.

All the passionate joy of the kiss melted away and her heart sank. Andrea lowered her head in shame. She HAD forgotten! And she had tried so hard too.

Sensing her obvious despair, Joe lifted her chin and gave her another long kiss. "It's okay," he assured her. "You're doing very well, but you still have a lot to learn."

Andrea carried Trudy over and set her down in the second chair. After serving breakfast to the two of them, she kneeled down by the table.

Joe said, eating, "Andrea, Trudy may be above you, but she is still just a blowup doll, you DO understand that, right?"

Andrea's face flushed. "Ye-yes, Master."

"Blowup dolls don't need to eat, and they certainly aren't equal to me."

"I... I know, I'm sorry, I'm trying my best."

"No more excuses, simply take it in. Now get Trudy off that chair and go shave your pussy. You can have breakfast when you're done."

Sitting on the edge of the tub, Andrea worked shaving cream into her private area, feeling the tiny hairs starting to come up. She had a burning desire to know if she was doing well or not. Was Joe pleased? Dissappointed?

Andrea felt lonely. She hadn't realized until now how much she needed Joe. As she started shaving, she considered masturbating... just a little bit. She'd have time, and she'd let Joe know.

Hmm...