My arms pulled you tightly once again. We broke our embrace and looked into each other’s eyes and giggled like teenagers who just snuck a kiss behin... the bleachers in the gym. ‘Whew,’ you said grinning at me. All I could do was keep smiling in return as we turned to the table and sat down for lunch. Lunch was filled with talks of older children and parenting and work. It sped along and before we knew it the food was gone and the dishes were in the sink. As you stood over the sink I walked up. My pussy was aching so I began to slowly masturbate myself. When my mum had shouted on me I had just began to climax. I quickly finished and went for a shower. In the bathroom mirror I looked at my lovely dark brown pubic hair. I was 17 and had never shaved my pubic region. I saw the razor that my mother uses to shave her legs (Wonder if her pussy is shaved?) Slowly I put plenty of soap on my pubic hair and then slowly shaved all my pussy hair off. I then looked in the mirror at my newly bald. Most patients were asleep and one did not have to contend with all the crap the day nurses had to put up with. Fiona was attractive and rather sexy.Jasper was tall and lanky. He wasn’t conventionally good-looking but attractive in a rough manner. He worked in construction and was a very ‘earthy’ kind of guy. In fact, crass would probably be a more accurate description. Jasper openly referred to himself as a hick and never tried to hide his redneck upbringing. His language was crude but I didn’t. With our "anything goes" agreement, we decided that there was really no need for privacy. We set up a latrine in full view of the camp, all three of us thinking that it could get interesting having that there. Nothing like leaving three horny k**s alone with absolutely no limits between them! We also left the tent wife open to help dry it out, and never ended up closing it again.That first morning, I was sort of feeling my way around things, and still a little self conscious about being.