I could feel his cock pressing against the material and I ran my hand over his length, feeling it throb and hearing him moan as I squeezed it.I felt h...s hands on my shoulders, pushing me down in front of him and as I sank to my knees, knowing what he wanted me to do. I remember thinking ‘fuck, this is it!’ as I knelt in front of him. My hands were shaking as I fumbled to get his trousers undone, he had to reach down and undo them for me, letting them fall around his ankles. I looked up and. Some had reduced the hair down there to a thin line, one girl had trimmed hers into the shape of a heart, and one ... She stopped and stared, and then guiltily looked away. The girl had removed all of the hair down there. She was as bare as a young girl.It was rude to stare, and so she looked away. But over the next few days she saw more women that way. Finally she had to ask."Guys like it," the girl said, shrugging. "It's okay. You just have to make sure you don't knick yourself."She'd. " I'm not going to indulge her when she's acting like a brat." I'm not asking you to, but could you try not to purposely piss her off?" I'll try, but no promises." Thanks!" she chirped. "Now I better go calm her down before she kills some innocent bystander."I was left shaking my head as Saba rushed out of the locker room.Katie met me just outside of the dining hall. I suspected something was up when she suggested that we wait for Julie to join us before heading inside. I couldn't figure out. “She just knows these things.”“Are you friends with her?” the girl asks, feeling a sense of comfort with the woman’s touch.“You can say that,” Stazie answers. “In a way we are, but not really.” Tova’s face scrunches up with even more confusion on it. “We’re kind of employees and merchandise.”Then for the first time since her first night here, Tova’s face takes on a mask of fear. “You’re not some kind of sex slave are you? I’m not going to be a sex slave am I?”Stazie grins. “Nothing at all like.