‘Ok,’ Mary started ‘I want to hear everything about the ‘Danny Dating Donna Downstairs Disaster’!’ I’m not sure how coherent I was when ... talked to them the night before, but Mary had obviously been able to piece together most of the story. I brought out a paper tissue and started retelling them what I had tried to tell them before. ‘Well, it started Friday evening, when Danny was supposed to take me to dinner. He sent me a text telling me that he wouldn’t be able to make it. I tried to call. I finished up, and after getting a cup of my own, I again asked what brought her up here."Terri asked me to come up and try to talk you into forgetting the divorce. She said to tell you she is sorry and that she would never do such a thing again."The message didn't surprise me, but who delivered it did. Cindy had always been the black sheep of her family and had never gotten along with her sister. Just the opposite of Terri, she was honest and open, preferring to put herself through college. First, seductively, she’d smeared me all over with gobs of cow balm without telling me the purpose. With one greasy finger poked deep in my anus she used her other hand to waste volumes of cow balm all over me. My penis was going rock hard in anticipation but the balm simply helped make the cups stay on better. And I couldn’t, didn’t even want to get away from her with her finger anchored in actually feeling wonderful.I expected the cow balm was being used to lubricate easy vagina fun so I. I was only 8 but I was just becoming sexually aware with my body and fascinated by womens bodies. I remember looking around and seeing women of all ages and sizes, some would be young teenage girls, then the mums with their young c***dren and then mature women. This was the 1980’s and nearly all women had hairy pussies back then. I remember looking around at all these women with their hairy pussys, all slighly different in colour and in thickness. I also looked in amazement at their breasts,.