Her pussy had an enormous bush, dark black, flecked with some gray hairs. It extended far up her abdomen, onto her inner thighs, and into the crack of...her ass. Ever since her teens, all of her lovers had been stimulated by her hirsute feminine "garden," and while she pampered and groomed it regularly, she had never trimmed away any of this thick, furry snatch with which she had been endowed by nature. She washed and perfumed it regularly, adding a fragrant feminine spray and talcum, even. After work I showered and changed and showed up at Carla's around 7:30pm. She looked great! She was wearing a pair of tight, black lycra shorts and a matching black halter top. Her hair was still wet from the shower, so I timed getting there perfectly. Carla invited me and she had a bottle of wine and two glasses on the table. She poured us wine and we both drank. I told her how hot she looked, which she liked hearing, and then I told her I was looking forward to making her cum. I leaned in to. "I'm tired of your excuses, Fred. Something has to teach you to pay more attention." She was watching out the window as they drove slowly through town. Fred hadn't been going anywhere exactly, just driving.Cindy noticed that they had left the main downtown section and were passing through a fringe area. There were lots of cheesy motels and adult theaters. She remembered reading in the newspaper that the town council was trying to get some of the places -- mostly the sex shops -- closed. Suddenly there comes a shout from close by. “Scourge!” one of the guards exclaims. “We’re under attack!”All head spin to where the shout comes from and the jungle suddenly becomes alive with movement.“Stay calm!” Sergeant Stone orders. “Everyone form a circle!”The squad moves quickly into position. And suddenly a figure tears from out of the undergrowth.“Hold your fire!” Stone shouts, upon recognizing the man as one of theirs.Relief shows on the man’s face. Less than a second later he says,.