The jungle - andthat's the right word for it - I now owned is in no way comparable tothe pubic hair that I had as a boy. My new pubic hair spread even...fan-shaped on the inside of my thighs, so much so that when having mypanties on, a lot of hair is visible on both sides of my covered crotch.My panties shows even a hump in the fabric because of the mass of pubichair underneath. Even my calves and forearms had much more hair asbefore.Not that I am very busy at the moment with the aspect of. My father and mother have a small restaurant in the red light district. I helped out in the restaurant and got to know pretty well some of the servicemen from America. Thinking that I might be able to help my family to migrate to America my family encouraged me to find an American husband. I succeeded in getting your grandfather Bill to marry me. However, instead of returning to America after his tour of duty Bill chose to start an import and export business in Tokyo. It seemed he had nothing. When I got back to the condo and apartment building, I found Hanes leaning against the hood of my pickup truck. "Glad to see you made it back," he said."Thanks," I replied. I was determined to keep my answers short and on point."I promised to keep you updated on Roman. It looks like he pissed somebody off," he said putting a piece of gum in his mouth after offering one to me.I took the gum then replied, "Damn shame, I was looking forward to meeting him," I said."Yeah, well it was one of those. ' I protested 'I didn't want to fight you. You attacked me and I hit you back. We fell cause you pushed me down the hill.' Clarence slapped me twice across the face ordering me to 'stop telling you damn lies.' I tried to struggle free and Clarence C. grabbed me by the throat, choking me so hard that I tried to pull his hand away from my throat. Clarence C. looked at me and said 'what you trying to do, you hunching my ass, you trying to make me your fuck boy. Now you gonna get it.' Clarence C..