Oh, she was dreaming about squirrels again. It had been a while since she did that. I started rubbing her belly to calm her down. “Shhhh, it’s ok....�� Her body became still but I continued to move my hand around her flat stomach, trying to taste her skin with my fingertips. She was so smooth, so soft. I leaned my head down under the covers and kissed her navel.Crap, I was getting turned on. Oh well, I might as well take it slow. I laid my head back and let my hand slide up her stomach and cup a. "It's all right, Louise," I said. "I want to see it, too!"I must admit, I gasped. The bedroom photograph was three-feet square, mounted above the head of their big bed in a fine-looking, if understated, frame. But the pose! It was what I later learned was known as a "beaver shot" -- a head-on frank photograph of Louise, seated, legs spread wide, knees up, her hairy pussy on blatant display, so large and so clearly shown that one could see her vaginal lips, slightly opened, peeking out from the. At that point I think her courage failed her and a couple of tears began to trickle down her cheek. I took her arm and gently pulled her down onto my lap, wrapped my arms around her and gave her a peck on the cheek telling her things would be OK. I tasted her salty tears as she told me things wouldn’t be OK; shortly her life would change irreversibly forever. I stalled for time and said we should think about it until our next tutorial and maybe, then, talk about it some more. Zina reluctantly. AJ came shortly after and I dismounted him withonly one minute left to our stop. I pulled my thong back up and put myjeans back on. As I buttoned my jeans the automatic doors to the trainopened."I've got good timing," I bragged."That is not the only thing you are good at. As a girl I would never beable to get off when I thought other people might be able to see me. Youare much better at sex as a woman than I ever was," AJ said.AJ and I must have looked a mess when we got off the train,.