My “cunt” was sore, but I couldn’t help myself. And I did as Tank had demanded and shaved all my pubic hair. Looking in the mirror, I looked 12 ...ith my bald pussy and small tits. I bet some old pervert would pay lots of money to fuck me right now.I did go to bed early, I think more from pure exhaustion than anything else and I fell fast asleep.I awakened early Monday morning, went down and had a light breakfast, and then back up stairs until I heard both my parents leave for work. I found this. “And, telling me I was your champagne glass where did that come from?”“Your bald pussy actually! I would never have noticed it if there was hair, but your pussy lips flared like the flutes they usually serve champagne in. So I guess we have your ex-husband and your revenge to thank for that!”“If he could have seen that it would have driven him nuts. Too bad he couldn’t - it would serve him right!”, and she wrinkled her nose in a grin.I looked at her sparkling green eyes and said, “I’m glad you. " I guess you wanted to lick those nipples," I teased."Mmmm," said Fiona, drinking her beer.After a few more beers, I asked Fiona if we should go home."Yes!" she answered.It was ten o'clock. and we took the subway home to me. When we went in, Mom and Dad were sitting on the couch watching TV. We said hi to them and went into my room.Fiona had become horny and wanted to kiss me."Shall we do it?" she asked."Okay," I replied.We laid down on my bed and cuddled. She touched my tits on the outside of. "I'm so ashamed." You should be." Connie sounded proud. "In less than two weeks, you've fallen from being a dynamic, prosperous independent woman and transformed into a bitch slut who has surrendered to an animal's lust." You said that my future would be more than fucking." I almost added that I was still earning top dollar from my clients. Hubris was bound to backfire."I did, Silvee." She let the comment hang, until a few final drops of dog cum spattered into the bowl. "Here's your life's next.