The bra was tied together with a bow in the front instead of the standard clasp. The lace was so thin that her hard nipples were visible to Eric from ...cross the room. She wore a a ruffled lace garter belt that was just as thin as the bra and also allowed her milky white flesh to peek through the material. Beneath the ruffled edge of her garter belt was a pair of black silk thong panties that only barely covered her wet pussy. The garter held up a pair of sheer black thigh high stocking that her. Patrick's Day joke.It was a cute idea, but I had to admit that even though I thoroughly enjoy nestling my nose in pubic hair, and while I like a hot, juicy pussy, the idea of burying myself in a green bush wasn't as much of a turn-on.Patty was amused by my shyness in the face of her green bush, so she said maybe it would be a good idea to shave off her pubic hair so I could really get at the "meat" of the matter, so to speak. We went into the bathroom, and after Patty watched me pee, admiring. It was a very personal question, but she felt she and Dane were close enough now for her to ask."Dane, I sure believe you're experienced," she said. "I don't doubt that anymore. But what I wonder is how a guy your age got all that experience. Would you mind telling me?" Sherry," he said with a grin.Jodie's mouth dropped open."Your dad's new wife?" she exclaimed. "But I thought you said you hardly know her, that they're always off together." I lied," Dane said. "See, I didn't know what you were. "But I've been toying with the idea." Don't they..." Laura inquired tentatively, "sort of... require you to quit your job and give them all your money and move to... who knows, Los Angeles or something? I mean, I thought that's what all those groups do?" She wanted to add that most of them required the all the women to sleep with the cult leader, didn't they? But she restrained herself."It's not really L.A. A place called Rancho Mirage. You know where that is?"Laura shook her head. "Some rich.