“Thank you, Helen!” I said loudly, and in English, as I made my way through the crowd to Rita. “My friend, Contessa Helena de San Finzione, ever...one.” I commanded again once I felt I was far enough away from Lucinda. I started applauding, and the mixture of applause and clinking dishware returned. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t contain my excitement any longer. I’m from America you know, everyone says we’re rude like that. And I’m so proud of my gift that I just couldn’t contain myself any longer and. Sheila had trimmed them into a downward-pointing arrow with two-inches of hair at the top of her mound. As I slipped my pet's panties down further, the pattern became narrower and narrower. By the time Sheila's hairs reached the top of her clit, they were only an eighth-of-an-inch wide. Her lovely mound looked manicured. It was lovely and I knew my dear Sheila would taste delicious. Admiring Sheila’s erotic work, I cupped her lovely ass cheeks in my fingers and leaned in and filled my nostrils. The heavy black tights were pulled down just below the vee of her pubic area, her knickers likewise slid down.I caressed the area about the top of her cleft, fine downy hair met my fingers and I slid a little lower. She gasped as my two fingers dipped into the crease above her vulva, brushing across the slightly enlarged clitoris and down into the wet slot below.She placed one hand on my shoulder for support as I circled her clit, then sank my fingers into her wet crevice, then back around. I told him. He balked. He protested. He complained. But in the end, he gave in."I can't believe this!" Kelly exclaimed. "You want to ruin my social life, just to spend my entire summer with a bunch of people who could really care less if I lived or died. No thanks!" Two things," I replied. "First, you are wrong about your family. We may be dysfunctional, but your sister, your father and I do love you. Furthermore, your social life notwithstanding, this family is exploding, and you have just as.