What is it about a girl’s pussy – the brain tells you it is not very attractive, and its description is largely gynaecological? So why does the h...art think it is actually so beautiful, so welcoming, so fragrant, and in Amber’s case, so wet. Pussy perfect.I stood for a moment, totally bewildered why this gorgeous girl should make a pass at me. Strike while the iron’s hot. Make hay while the sun shines. Just get on with it, I finally said to myself, as this ray of sunshine stood naked before. Two men are busy unloading half a dozen cars from the trailer. We stopped and watched them work. I've always wondered how they got the cars on and off of those big trailers you see on the road all the time. Once the mystery was gone it wasn't nearly as interesting as I'd imagined.While we stood out of the way watching the men unload cars, Boyd said, "I went to a big auction in Charlotte yesterday. I get a lot of my cars there. Rob, I don't know what your taste in automobiles runs to, but I got. They'll just think you'rea pretty girl, that's all!" Isn't this great?" Barb asked sarcastically. "You've been trying tosee what's under my dresses for so long and now you'll finally know,because now you'll be wearing dresses too!"Mom explained that she was at wits end trying to make me behave ,nothing she tried seemed to work. She had gotten this idea from hermother who knew of a boy it had been done to. It seemed like such anextreme thing to do but after my grandmother reminded her of all. — Then thoughts of Ulla were pushed rudely aside when the Dutch boys bounced into the courtyard like eager puppies. With their surfer blonde hair these unkempt beach bums, tanned, baggy shorts and no shirts, were a pair of tightly muscled, twenty-something good time boys perpetually on the look-out for the party. ‘Good to meet you, man, pleased to see you,’ said one, I can’t recall which since they looked so alike it was difficult to distinguish between them. ‘Party tonight, on the beach.’ He.