“No, but I think we’re about to!” Alex quickly said as he stood up, soon joined by the other man involved in this.“Fucking right you are!” N...gri laughed as she moved over, climbing up onto it to get into the classic doggy style position, her backside pushed out and her large tits hanging down and already swaying slightly as her hands gripping the sides of the bench. “Dare time Jack - I want you to let me clean up that mess I just made all over you big fucking cock!”“You had your turn with that. ” I told her about our first date after the game. “We were going to a movie when one of us mentioned how much we like the mountains at that time of year. We both laughed, and I turned the car around to borrow my dad’s four-wheel-drive Toyota Land-Cruiser and we spent the evening playing in the snow instead of watching a boring movie. We dated until I left for New York and the Coast Guard, then wrote letters each other every day. “After radio school, I was stationed at a small, secluded station. I watched as he carefully ran the razor over my small strip of hair until he had removed it completely. Thankfully, I had shaved the small hairs that grew around the lips of my vagina the night before, so he didn’t feel it necessary to shave me further.He leaned in and kissed me and said, “Thank you for letting me do that, Melanie.”I wasn’t sure of the reason, but obviously, it was important to him that I didn’t have pubic hair, and more than anything I wanted to please him and make him. I hadn’t done so and a rift had grown between us. A rift that swiftly became a chasm before developing with equal rapidity into a canyon.The distance between us always likely to be too wide for either of us to bridge. Parting had not been the sweet sorrow that Shakespeare had described but bitter and fraught with insult and accusation from both sides. Particularly hers.She avoided my eyes as she asked that derisory question; still angry after all this time and to be honest, I do have to admit.