" I was even the outcast there, also. Half of the time, I would be the only one who wouldn't want to go with them when they went out somewhere. We had...also had fights about them telling me to turn my music down. Not exactly that they minded loud music. I just had different musical tastes: I was the only one in the group who listened to Marilyn Manson, 2Pac, and Johnny Cash. I was also the only one who'd ever read anything other than a magazine. But despite our differences, I did have many. “Is that why you and Prince Keblin of Osset didn’t get along? Is your voice no better than mine?”Vondi shook her head. She was getting tired of her brother’s constant attempts at playing matchmaker. She needed neither husband nor wife and wasn’t looking for either. She was too important as her brother’s Right Hand to even think about taking time for romance.Instead of answering, Vondi looked out to see what her brother was watching. Far below, a young man, black hair shorn close, garbed. No worries I assured her and told her she could hang out her. She asked what we were doing and I told her that we were talking about today and the other sexual adventures we have had. My lady friend chimed in that she had just shaved me like her. The Fiance wanted a closer look so I laid back on the bed and let her explore. She like the way it felt and so did I! Soon out came my lady friend without the nightie, but with her shaving outfit. The Fiance remembered that she had this date so she. They were obviously used to being naked. I wasn't but I thought I could soon get used to it. I felt great.Walking back up to the house, I noticed that quite a few of the younger women and girls were lying with their legs open, quite brazenly displaying their charms. One or two smiled at me as we passed and I felt the moisture beginning between my legs."Well what do you think?" Wow," I laughed, "did you see all those pussies on display?" Cherry," he grinned, "I'm eighteen, what do you think?" I.