Sighing, I squatted and slipped my hands under the waistband of Jenny's bikini bottom. "Do it, Lisa, she whispered. "Pull it down.When I did, we could...all see that she'd shaved her pussy completely bare. Sure, I'd shaved mine pretty radically along the sides so that I could wear my skimpiest bikinis without flashing stray curls, but Jenny was absolutely bald! As hairless a twelve-year-old! I'd never seen such a thorough job, not in pictures and certainly not in the flesh.Slipping the tips of my. And like she often said, she was doing it for herself as well.Things were great and it seemed like we were turning our lives around.For my birthday, we had a party with family. everyone was home so we didthe dinner thing and entertained. But the next day after the kids wentback to school and we were alone, (they were home that weekend for mybirthday) on the Monday, after our morning tea, Mandy said, "Steve,please go upstairs and bring down all of the birthday gifts I got foryou that are in our. “Maybe not, but it seems kind of selfish to keep you all to myself. I’m sure everyone else is waiting for us to show up for lunch.”I scoffed. “When they start to get worried, they’ll send someone in to turn on the lights and rip the blankets off the bed,” I told her. “Until then, the least we can do is make some noise and let them know we’re still alive.”She giggled a little and then turned onto her back so she could look at me in the dim light of the room. “Thank you so much for last night,”. . " he gave a wink.Against my better senses I stopped him, opting to have him tow the damn car back to the house.It was an ugly drive back home, the three of us in the tow-truck's cab. I was the honorable father, crawling in first to ride between my daughter and the stranger. Even with all the room by the door, Linda kept trying to have to wind up sitting in my lap. The tow-man had the radio and the heat cranked. He kept taking big sniffs--with the heat, Linda was emanating a bold scent of.