I looked like the whores that you see in movies and in TV programs. I really am good looking and built. The dress barely covered my ass, so I reached ...p, and I could see my pubic hair. If I go out I better wear panties with this dress. I tried on the sheer babydoll. Again you could see my pubic hair. Deshawn doesn't like my hairy pussy, I have to do something about that. I decided not to wear sexy clothes like this until I shave or get a wax. I quickly changed back into my street clothes,. "Where am I?" Jennifer manage to mumble, as they stared at her with concerned faces."Don't worry poor girl," the red haired said. "You are safe here. When I found you I feared you would not make it." Where is here?" Jennifer asked."It's our flat in the same building where you collapsed," the woman explained. "When I came home the police had just arrived and I heard them talking about how that bastard that rented a room in the cellar had been found dead half undressed in the cellar. Didn't. I felt down the line for Yvonne. She was from Russia. On my other side were the twins. They were of Japanese descent, though they didn't have broken English or a hint of an accent. They sure looked like they could speak it fluently though.I had been concentrating on my girls and didn't notice Vikkor move until I heard her, "Please, have a seat." She was holding out her hand to indicate the chair/throne I stood next to.I knew it was meant for me, but I didn't like demeaning my girls by having. I need to add here that parking in a suburban area of a major metropolitan city can be a daunting problem. First, parking in a vacant light is an invitation to be checked out by the Police. You might as well put up a flashing neon sign, with an arrow pointing at your car with the sign saying “LOOK, THERE IS FUCKING GOING ON HERE”. So, I had to be creative. It took a while but after some searching I found a great place to park on the street.The street dead-ended at the fence at the back of our.