As she watched each one, Megan did notice something, something she didn't pay attention to in the first one. In each video, the girls were completely ...oid of pubic hair. Slipping off her jeans and panties, she took the mirror off her dresser and peered at the light brown patch between her legs. She took the mirror and headed to the bathroom. Using the gel and razor she used to remove the hair that was noticeable when she wore her bikini, Megan began to carefully shave off everything. She then. " Just because he wasn't here for three days? Maybe he got a day laborersjob out on one of the farms." He got a job? That's your theory? Sure. And I am princess Annabelle thefairy queen."Lacy frowned. The group before her were the bunkmates that occupied thepods around her own. She guessed they were talking about her in her oldincarnation. If that was true then she had been in the medi-bed forthree days? Two she chided herself. As she had spent a day in front ofthe unemployment agency and did. At least once amonth, to start with. Then every other weekend. Then every weekend.Then he moved in. And I was moved to our guest bedroom. I stillshared the bed with my Mistress but only when Michael is away on one ofhis frequent business trips. In the meantime he came to rule ourhousehold. And my Mistress loved it.She reveled in how effortlessly he directed her and controlled her.He controlled me as well. But it was through her. He too wascompletely hetero. I hoped. There was never. No. In spite of the fact that I look down at my crotch, thismoment, in these slacks, no dick, no balls, I see only the creases of awoman, her vulva, her lips, her pussy. Nothing and everything. Herbeautiful, wonderful, alluring, mysterious pussy. My pussy. No. I need to figure this out. I need to figure out how this happened.What happened. That voice on the phone. Who is that man? Why am I here?I can't be here. I am here.Calm. I needed to calm myself. I need Jen's help. I think. .