Kneeling over her was a naked, muscular man, in the process of inserting what appeared to be a worm into her pussy. Rachel stifled a scream and turned...to run, then shrieked out loud as she smacked into one of the football team, her 5'1" form bouncing off like a superball, sending her stumbling onto the floor near the back of a couch.Looking up she saw that there were three boys blocking her exit back to the yard, while approaching from behind them was Ashleigh. Without any verbal prompting, two. “Have you ever heard about trimming your pubic hair?” I said. “I guess.” I checked my watch. “I got to go, but when I come back I want you to have masturbated and cleaned that up,” I said and pointed at her bush. She looked down at it and in a small voice said, “Okay.” When I came home later that day my parents were home but Tamara dragged me into her bedroom and locked the door. She pulled down her sports pants and panties. “What do you think?” The bush was gone and she now sported a cute. He considered how he felt towards her, trying to ignore the influence of pheromones and endorphins. He'd never met anyone who had blown through his life and cleared out the cobwebs like she did. He had never considered it possible to feel this connected to someone he'd known less than one day. He finally answered her question, "I never did before. Claiming you was more intense than I expected it to be."She chuckled. "For me, too." I'm not sure who claimed who." His head was still spinning at. I thought it was weird too. The guy went on and on about usingthem for some therapy exercise, but I thought they'd be great to makesome artwork ourselves to frame and hang them in our room as sort of apersonal touch, but still in theme. And I couldn't pass up $10 for bothpieces." $10!?! But these must be over 200 years old!" I know; I don't get it either." I went to the kitchen to grab some water from the fridge."What type of exercise was he talking about?"I proceeded to relay his instructions.