Then as I moved to where my face hovered just above her triangle of lush pubic hair, she said, “I guess that’s something you don’t see much… n...wadays most girls either keep them trimmed or shave them completely… like yours.”“Well you can’t have one of these and wear a high cut leotard, but I think it’s kind of sexy,” I said with a smile, and then I leaned forward and dragged my tongue through the spongy patch of curly hair, moving downward until the tip dragged over her clit and then dipped. " It certainly looks like it. I'll turn the TV on and see what they have to say."The news said heavy rain and likely thunder and lightning through most of the night. "I hate the thunder, Daddy." I know, but you're a big girl now and it shouldn't scare you so much anymore."Not being so sure of that, I snuggle against him even more. I remembered the big storm a few years ago when Mom was still with us. I had gotten so afraid that I went and climbed into bed next to Mom. Mom had to get up to go to. Once the dishwasher was loaded and started, we began washing pots and pans, and other things which didn’t go into the dishwasher.“Bye, kids!” Mr. Malenkov called out.“Bye!” Katy and I called back in unison.Katy and I quickly finished in the kitchen, then went to the great room and sat on the couch.“What would you like to do?” Katy asked. “We could play pool, use the sauna, or listen to music.”“I’m OK with any of those,” I replied.“Wanna fool around?”“Remind me again, but didn’t you break up. Now I was left alone in the compartment, it was a mixed feeling of loneliness and fear. But thank god, suddenly two men appeared and adjusted themselves in my cabin. One of them was a robust man about 35 years old and was wearing narrow blue jeans with a casual checked shirt, the other seemed to be younger about 30 and was wearing skin fit black denim and navy blue t-shirt. I could clearly see his biceps and could draw a rough idea about his abs. All I can tell about them is that they were.