"She pointed to her own neatly trimmed, perfect triangle of short hair."I think we should leave as much as we can at first, it is easy to take off, bu... hard to put back on." She knelt back down and again snapped the scissors open and closed."Let's start with something like yours, and then we'll see," Megan said sheepishly.Kim nodded and put her hand on the girl's knee. She pushed gently in an effort to spread her legs and give her access to the patch of red curly hair that covered her mound.. It wasn’t a kiss of passion. It was a kiss of love and friendship. If we were to have a baby together, we needed to put what had happened behind us. While I still wasn’t ready for a girlfriend, I was ready for Pam and me to be good friends. I guess that as we kissed I quit pedalling, because we’d stopped and both our moms had turned around to watch us. They both smiled and I could see that they also had tears in their eyes.Great! All I needed was a bunch of crying women on my hands. Pam laid. I fought the urge to jump out of bed. “Shhhh.” she whispered. “Just relax, it’s all okay. You’re okay.” I put my hands down. Satisfied that I would be taken care of. I lay on my back as Ceciline took her hands away from mine. I reached out again for hers, but they had already disappeared. I worried she had left, but had faith that she wouldn’t. “So, you need my whore of a wife to comfort you? You pathetic little girl.” He spat at me. I felt ashamed. I didn’t want them to see me as weak. I. Bob doesn’t like me on top, all her wants to do is Doggy Style or Fuck me in the arse.” “Shit! Doesn’t that hurt?” I asked. “Yes it can if he’s rough, but it can also be really good if you’re well lubricated and take your time. I don't like to do it with him anymore, but he has his way more often than not." “I still think you should leave him. Surely you can open an account in another name or something, and channel some money into it.” “Let’s not discuss him anymore. Would you like to fuck me.