That was fine with me. She stood up and let me look at her. She was shaved bare, and her pudenda looked almost juvenile without any trace of hair. The...hollows on each flank, though, where her hips swelled, said she was all grown up."I serve people all day long," she said, kneeling to sit on her calves, her knees together. "I want to be served, for once." Is that what you want for Christmas?" I asked."I want you for Christmas," she said. "I want you to remind me how good it can feel. Will you do. She trembled so cutely, and her breath hitched. I stood upright again and looked her up and down. She was still blushing like mad, but she met my eyes. I could see arousal and embarrassment fight inside. It was perfect. “Stay,” I told her softly, then turned around and walked slowly into the kitchen, leaving her alone to ponder all the shame and need I had seen and to savor her exposed display. While I had already put a glass on the counter, I had deliberately not chosen the wine. So I took my. We arranged for me to pick up Sarah for our 'date' as she called it. I needed to get out and see people. Sarah said that I needed to let people know that I hadn't died.I was just ... alone!"All by myself... 
Don't wanna be, all by myself anymore. All by myself... 
Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore... Hard to be sure ... Some times I feel so insecure, and love so distant and obscure ... Remains the cure"I pulled up to Sarah's place. I got out and knocked on the door."Coming," her pretty. I arrived a few minutes after 12. I knocked on the door and Zana opened up the door with a big smile on her face. She hugged me and told me it was so nice to see her.It was a long close hug. I felt her arms around my back and her big breast pressed into my chest.The thing is that Zana and I had a one time thing shortly after her mother had arrived. Zana texted me at work while driving back from the city. She was say more in her messages than normally. She soon moved the conversation into sex..