Ok… well lets get you ready for bed then and Ill just wipe you down. Ill be right back. I grabbed two towels out of the bathroom, and a bowl of war... water. I took my shirt off and tossed it in the hamper, leaving myself in just some thin shorts. I headed back to Cassadys room. She had been sleeping naked for a few years now– ever since she walked in on me sleeping in the nude once, shed decided she wanted to sleep naked as well. She would strip down and then jump in bed when it was bedtime.. It was 1984 and we now lived in a five bedroom (converted to four), three and a half bath, tri-level home overlooking La Jolla and the Pacific Ocean in La Jolla California within walking distance of the village. We had removed all the interior walls, other than the master bath walls, on the entire third floor and made one enormous bedroom in order to accommodate our custom built over-sized bed. I'll explain how we came to move to La Jolla in a moment, but first I'd like to recap the last four. It wasn’t huge, what generally would be called a truck farm. It’s about ten miles outside of town so my Mom was bussed into high school here, which is where she met my Dad. My grandparents must have sold what they raised, chickens, eggs, vegetables of all kinds, to wholesalers or co-ops. But when I was thirteen my grandfather had started participating in various Farmer’s Markets, which was something new at the time. Apparently it worked out well for him, managing to sell things at close to. Her vagina looked perfect. A growth of hair, not a thatch, it was simply pubic hair worn down by friction. "You sure you like this Danny?" Mom you have no idea." I am sorry I am so hairy down there, I just was not expecting anything, plus back in my day this is how we wore it." She walked over to me and pulled my shirt over my head. We were both standing there totally naked in front of one another. "Let's go upstairs to my bed." I followed her up the stairs watching her big ass crease and form.