The week passed. I had my rucksack and money in my pocket. I had called mybrother to tell him that I was travelling the world. I figured I could getso...ewhere if Anthony didn't turn up. I expected him to, and he did. We had acouple, and then we took a taxi back to his flat in Euston.We began to talk about what we were about to begin. I told him that I wasn'tgay, though I never excluded the possibility of feelings toward a man as Iimagined my feelings to be based on aesthetics. I could certainly. When Connie got to Muriel's room, she immediately plopped down on the love seat and snuggled under Muriel's waiting arm. Connie could not remember that feeling with her own mother, even from her earliest years, and she was becoming addicted.They chatted for a few minutes, then, Muriel blew her away. "Have you ever had your pussy hair shaved completely off, Connie?" Huh?" Your pussy hair - have you ever had it shaved completely off?" No way," Connie said quickly. "It was my last little. Holding her head, I removed my cock from her mouth and kissed her on the lips. Our tongues toyed and wrestled while my hands unbuttoned the top of her dress the rest of the way. My hands cupped her bare tits and fondled them while we continued our long, deep kiss.My lips slid down to her tits. I licked her orbs lightly and circled her light-pink nipples teasingly, avoiding touching the little hard nubbins. Mona gasped. I took one hard nipple then the other into my mouth and licked them. “Oh yes! You look so soft and welcoming, I would like to feel you purring against my body. There is so much of you I think I would never run out new places to pet you. Oh and to run my fingers through that mane I bet it would feel so tickly and wonderful on my breasts and nipples!” Her face turns red as she admits all of her thoughts directly to him, but she doesn’t really feel embarrassed even knowing that any other person would be paralyzed by fear right now, knowing that logically she should.