Younger men don’t know how lucky they are these days, not having to hack their way through a forest of hair, or experience a hairball stuck in the b...ck of their throat after eating out their lady, even worse the pubes stuck between the teeth or what we used to call “fanny rash” a redness of the lower face which was a sign that someone had been having themselves a “prawn sandwich” named after that lingering aroma of pussy juice which resembled the smell of a certain brand of prawn flavoured. She looked so sexy up there, nervous and so unaware. Helpless almost.I told her to strip and she did. The entire room was in a complete hush as we watched more and more of her perfect body become exposed. Her nipples were hard as pebbles, so I knew she was enjoying this.Once she was naked I told her to lie down. She was nervous, so her slight hesitation was to be expected. Her breasts bounced and swayed gently as she lowered herself down onto the platform. Mark walked right up next to her head.. She laughed too, banishing her nerves, I hoped.We arrived at the Dirty Dozen at around 6:15. The DD was a sawdust joint catering to country western wannabes. The dancing had already started and I pulled her out into the line dance even before we found a table or ordered drinks. I was still in my work clothes, but the song was mine, I'd change and clean up when it was over. She was a little messed up at first with the footwork, but she was soon into it.The dance ended and everybody yahoo'd and. Come on babe, I’ll make it worth your while, you know that, hey? Besides, he’s already got me dripping wet, I’ve tasted his cum and really, really, really want to ride his cock. You know what the sight of his cock does to me, well I want to feel it, inside me.” Then the penny dropped, this was Abby. Someone else from Lush who tolerated guys but really preferred women, and we’d jostled back and forth over Vi for some time, with her repeatedly metaphorically squeezing my balls about being a guy..