"Sit down, Amelia, darling. There are a few things you don't know about me."We talked at some length about my experiences with men. She was alternatel... sympathetic and amused. "I, too, can give you those pleasures," she whispered in a husky voice. "Let me show you."She kissed me, then led me by the hand into the bedroom. I let her undress me, and she bent me over the bed, that same bed where I had taken her so many times, bent over in the same exact position. She caressed my ass cheeks in. I was eagerly waiting for the Tuesday meanwhile I met her on Sunday as I was unable to control but just nothing happened except hugs as we are in public and finally the Tuesday came. I got ready myself and went to her flat at 10 in the morning and rang her bell and she was waiting for me and opened the door readily and welcomed me inside with a gleeful smile and she got ready in my favorite attire for me.We started talking about our chats and night phone sex and of the whole conversation she is. They are two homosexual n’er do wells, and are active in the local gay bondage scene. Their purpose would be to assist in subduing the bitch, and implementing a tentative scheme I had hatched, to expose her to some public humiliation. In order to induce Bill to assist, it was necessary to make a concession. Bill stated he had a male ?guest? whom he wanted to bring along. Without asking I knew that meant someone would be held against their will. I’m not fond of such situations but agreed to his. God bless a 23 year olds metabolism. We were about t o throw on a cover up of sorts when Carol stopped.I asked her what was wrong when she trailed her hand down to the leg hole in my bikini and grabbed some pubic hair. We would definitely have to trim up our bikini line which wasn't a big deal. I'm just thrilled Carol had noticed it. It would have been the end of the world if we had going to the party with hairy bikini lines.We knew that there was no way we could trim down or bikini lines with.