“Can I help with anything?”“This one, please.” She kissed my cheek and passed me a black recycled plastic shopping bag as the garage door slid...closed behind us.“Sorry for not doing this. I feel like I slept through everything this morning.”“You’ve been doing everything the last few weeks. It’s okay. You deserve some rest.”“Still.” I swung the bag onto the kitchen counter.“Adam,” Violet said firmly. “You made the funeral arrangements when I could barely hold it together. Organised the wake and. Then, suddenly, Tom took his hand from her and she felt her passion ebb a tiny bit. Maybe he was going to wait until they got back to the room before they finished. Then all the ecstasy she’d been feeling, and more, returned when he slid his hand back between her legs, hooked aside her panties, and shoved his finger into her. ‘Ahhhhhhh!!!!’ Linda gasped when Tom’s finger slipped into her vagina. Thrills exploded like fireworks behind her tightly closed eyes and she almost came. Through. " "Furthermore, you will not be allowed to expel this waste in my house or yard. You will, on my command, pick up your clothes and leave my house with all of your water intact. Understood?" "Yes, sir." "Very good then. Take it, bitch, "and I unclasped the hose letting the water flow. When the bag was empty she was already whimpering from the cold water. I instructed her to get in the walk in shower on her knees with her hands behind her head. I whipped out my cock and proceeded to give her a. She said some girls just didn't have a lot of pubic hair and thanked me for bringing it up. She would discuss it during her next sex-ed class at St. Ursula's. She said that for some girls, pubic hair was like a rite of passage, and a lot of them felt less than developed because they weren't bushy.I told them that by the late 1990's, most girls would trim to just a small strip, many of them shaving on a regular basis. Linda and Julie couldn't understand why, and I had no reasonable explanation.