That's a pretty name. Yolanda. I like the sound of that. I'd like to get to know you better. Would you like to come out for dinner this evening?" Dinn...r?" A proper restaurant. Not the student refectory." That sounds expensive." I can pay. What do you say?"Yolanda hesitated. Perhaps she was just overwhelmed by Eunice's swift action, but then Eunice was not a girl who would let anything deter her from what needed to be done. And if it meant she had to work fast, then that's what she had to. Quickly learning to breathe through my nose, I managed not to faint but could do little other than let him have his way.“Good girl! That’s my little slut!”For some reason, Neil’s crude words made me more aroused rather than frightened. Though it is a word I was to hear shouted angrily many times over the next few weeks, right then no-one had ever called me a slut to my face before.It felt earthy; it felt sexy; it felt as if this was how a lover should talk.“Suck me Mel! Suck me you slut!”With. Love you. See you in a bit.”“Love you, too, punkin.”I thought about what could possibly be worse, and the only think I could think of was ... No, she would have said something if he’d touched her, or God forbid, raped her. Charlene wouldn’t stand for that. Can’t be that. Better not be that. I WOULD kill him.I pulled up to the house. They lived a couple miles out in the country on the other side of town from where I lived a little farther out in the country. Charlene and I were raised on a. All the while she looks up at me and smiles; her hips are round and her firm breasts still point up as she lies back on her forearms. I apply salve to her legs, rubbing it into her skin gently; she shuts her eyes, trusting in me to perform the task well. I shave both her legs. Her hair is soft, making it an easy task. Once I have finished I rinse her skin with warm water and turn to her pussy.Gently I trim her and shape the remaining hair on her mound into a sharply pointed strip, for such is.