" He continued. "Some of the stories are a bit far out and pretty much all these girls are shaved down below. I mean it's really hot but I've never me... a woman who was bald there. At least not that I know of."There was a moment of silence before I spoke up, "Actually you have."He looked at me a bit confused at first and then his eyes widened when he realized I was referring to myself."And actually most of the girls I know are shaved as well. Or at least neatly trimmed"Tom grinned. "I didn't. She was minimizing her exposure to Wayne and his sullenness.It was during lunch I found out one of the reasons traffic appeared to be so heavy on my way in. The four of us sat together in the lunch room and Ryan made the mistake of asking Wayne why he was late. Wayne went off on a tirade about bad drivers and people not yielding right-of-way. He was ranting and cursing rather profusely about it. At one point a big burly guy came over to our table and told Wayne to shut his mouth, there were. Emma watches as her mother finally relaxes, mumbles of words that can not be understood escape her lips as she pants and turns back to a healthy pink color. Her muscles still randomly twitch as mini waves of orgasm still wrack her satisfied body.“See, now she has been fulfilled, and will beg you to abuse her any time you wish. You have felt the joy of dominance, and now better understand how to please me or any master I choose to let have your body.” Ed says as he lightly strokes Emma's hard. "They must have tried on every dress in the shop Stephen mused. Theyranged from short dresses to long dresses. Casual to formal. Stephennever new that there were so many different types. He also learnt (asRichard explained) that different dresses were suited for certainoccasions while others weren't. He also learnt that he would havecoordinate his underwear with the piece of clothing that he planned onwearing.They eventually came out of the store carrying dozens of shopping bagsbetween them..