‘Well, uh, yeah.’ She blushed and twirled at her drying hair with her left hand. ‘You know,’ I said, teasingly, ‘we’re in the woods. That...��s not very woodsmanly of you.’ ‘I’m not a woodsman,’ she said, ‘I’m a girl.’ ‘It’s OK to let yourself go every once in a while, you know. You don’t have to keep up your grooming habits 24/7. We’re camping, enjoy it.’‘I know, I just hate having hair. I can’t stand the feeling of it. I just have to be shaved, all the time, you know. I’m just not comfortable. She looked so uncomfortable standing there, looking around constantly, she had her hands up inside her hoody sleaves her hair was kinda messy but not in a way that makes her looks like she doesnt care aboutherself, it looked like her hair was made up that wayshe had one foot twisting on her toes.and as a looked at her from the line i knew that she was the most beutiful girl i had ever seemi bought the tickets and we entred the theaterwe sat towards the back near the corner, we watched the. She was getting closer and closer to Brad ... so Mandy did the honors ... she ambushed him one night at Herman's, a popular bar among the senior students and had him in the sack by midnight.She said he was a pretty good cocksman, though fairly unimaginative ... and a little silly for complaining about wearing the condom she gave him.But she said he was all ears when she mentioned 'off-hand' how it was "too bad my friend Mary wasn't here to play with us, she would really enjoy this!". AND he. That’s what I’ve been missing!? she said and brought the crop back down on my other cheek. Her joy was evident by her vigorous use of the riding crop and her cries of delight as I pulled helplessly against the belts holding me helpless to the sawhorse. She kept that up for some time and I could feel my rear getting red. She never hit the same spot twice and was really enjoying herself. I tried to stay still, but with every smack my body betrayed me and pulled against my belts. .