I put a finger in the waistband each side and slowly pulled down the final veil between me and paradise. Slowly the lowering waistband revealed smooth...skin and then the first indentation that would be her sex slit, and slowly more slit came to view until the entire magnificent organ was revealed. I pushed her knickers to the floor and stared at the most beautiful pussy – totally hairless, so perfect and smooth and just a straight crack with no evidence of lips or flaps and just the suggestion. Finally, one day, I could take it no more. Or so I thought. Determined to go through with it, I picked up the phone and dialed her number, keeping the receiver to my ear while it started to ring. My hands were trembling with fear. My pussy was leaking moisture from arousal. It rang two times, three times and my nerves crumbled once again. I slammed the phone back down once more, unable to continue. I was breathing deeply, near tears, emotions assaulting me from all sides.The phone rang, making. I charmed you, didn’t I?”“You sure did, baby,” she said, snuggling tighter to me. We had poured a drink and we sat on our couch at home.“Anyway, this was a catamaran – two hulls, you know? We sat on a board at the front that connected the hulls, so our feet were only about two feet off the water. The only sound was the water hissing past the hull as we moved. It was a fine place to make out.” Linda chuckled.Then she stopped. “Wait, who was sailing the boat?”“Oh, her uncle, her dad and her. " Okay, hon, forgiven. But I still don't see how you can keep from smoking at home, when you smoke as much as you do."Sarah took a deep drag, held it, then let it out slowly. Jesus Christ, will you shut up? she thought, and closed her eyes.Sarah still lived at home with her parents and it wasn't easy. They nagged her about this and they nagged about that. And where smoking and drinking and sex were concerned-it was Sodom and Gomorrah revisited. They constantly bitched about the smell of smoke.