My butt is altogether small and very slim. When I was 16 years old I had my pubic hair on my vagina and buttocks lasered away with my mother's consent...in the beauty salon. I paid for this with my confirmation money. This makes my vagina always look silky soft, delicate and clean. My father still knows nothing about lasering my pubic hair. He probably wouldn't have allowed it. Unfortunately, my mother forbid me a belly button piercing in the form of a sweet, short chain. I think, that I will get. Then, after a series of dead-end jobs, she got herself a place on that foundation course, and we hoped she'd changed. But then she stayed out all night and came home looking, well, not quite as though she was something the cat dragged in, but as though she'd been out on the tiles, and we were really disappointed. I think we jumped to conclusions, were unfair. We thought ... were afraid..."I shook my head. "You raised a moral little girl, Mister Benton. Other than her lack of application at. “Killian,” I asked as I stepped into the room. My heart stopped in my chest and my eyes got wide as I noticed the room was now full of things. There was a bed in the corner next to a dresser. A desk with a typewriter on it and all kinds of things plastered all over the wall. Sitting on the end of the bed looking at me was Killian. “But this...” I began, looking over the room one more time, trying to determine if I was crazy or not. “This room was empty just a moment ago.” Killian smiled at me. Alec played quite well and finished with an eighty-one. Dave complimented him on his improvement and Alec explained that his time caddying in Scotland had helped him focus more on his own game. He admitted that he probably would never shoot in the sixties again but he was confident he could shoot even-par eventually and hoped he could contribute to the WF team in some if not all tournaments. Dave agreed that he could definitely contribute.Dave and Alec returned to the trailer by eleven o'clock;.