‘Very good!’ he verbally applauded. ‘Nothing like hiding something where any- and everyone can, yet cannot, see it. I am indeed impressed.’ �...On behalf of my father, thanks,’ Tyanne said with a smile. ‘I guess from your initial reaction that you hadn’t noticed that there was grass growing where the tower is now.’ A look at her companion indicated that he was just now realizing that fact. ‘My dad describes it as phased invisibility, an idea he ‘borrowed’ from something he saw a long time ago on. She slipped her thumbs into her big waistband and slowly pulled her panties down. I gasped out loud when a bush of thick, dark pubic hair sprang out the top of them. It was different than anything I'd seen on the young skinny girls in my dirty magazines—much messier, but somehow much more animal and inviting and... adult. As if she'd read my mind, she said, "This is what a grown woman's pussy looks like, baby."A faint scent hit me, something sweet and musty at the same time. I felt something. He stopped cold. "Don't ever say that you're a bother Jenny," he said.That is the last thing you are. I just am worried about Trisha and Idon't want anything to happen to you."She told him she would be all right and said that he should get finishedpacking while she got some of the perishables out of the fridge to taketo her trailer while he was gone. They stashed everything in the jeepand left after locking up the house. The rest of the way back to thetrailer park she tried to reassure him that. He always makes me feel so sexy. One time we stayed late chatting away and downing a half dozen drinks, and the conversation got a bit overly heated in a sexual way. He put his hand on my leg and I let him keep it there while he was telling me how pretty I am. I liked hearing that and I even told him so. “My husband used to tell me that I’m pretty, but it’s been a long time since he last told me so. Thank you for reminding me,” I said to him and placed my hand over the hand he had on my leg. .