They shared idle chit-chat in the elevator and as they wove through the lunch line. More than once, Denise wondered what was up. Jacquí declined seve...al invitations to join other groups, opting instead for a small two-person table against the far wall. Once seated, she decided to cut to the chase, as Jacquí seemed reluctant. ‘So, what did you want me for?’ she asked, mentally kicking herself for phrasing the question in that way. Jacquí raised a perfectly-plucked eyebrow but didn’t otherwise. ... uh ..... a little ..... uh, 'girlie'," Iblurted out."I don't think so, but if you want you can always let them grow backout," Christine said.At school the following Monday, I did get stares from a couple of theguys, but a number of the girls came up to me and told me how much cuterI looked with my eyebrows that way. And after a couple of days ofcontinually checking my "new look" out every time I walked past a mirror,I decided that I rather liked what Christine had done and would keep. “Dammit, could you hand me that, sugar?”Momentarily, Sienna was in doubt about what to do. She picked up the phone and, on the screen read, “Good-friends Meeting Services.”Oh, God, now he would know. Move yourself, Sienna. She swiftly removed her bra, and holding out the phone, she stepped into the en-suite. Through a mist of steam, she saw Grant dripping wet, with his arm extended, and he took the phone.As she hurriedly backed out, she heard him say, “What the hell do they want?”Sienna, near. She seemed lost in the pleasure her finger was giving her. My wife looked at me and whispered, jump in. I moved slowly towards her friend.Her eyes were closed and she was moaning gently. I reached between her legs and smelled her pussy. A warm, mushy smell was emanating from her pussy. I removed her finger and kissed her pussy lips. She opened her eyes, looked and me and smiled. She said you are back. I said yes and continued kissing her pussy. It was wet with her juices. She opened her legs.