One morning I got out of the shower. I had to walk across our bedroom to get a towel. Jen was on our bed, putting on her stockings. She was going to s...e Ralph that morning. She looked at me, but her gaze quickly went down to my crotch. She saw me get hard as I watched her put on her stockings. I'm not big in that department, and even when I'm hard I'm probably smaller than Ralph when he's soft. Jen kept looking at my hard-on, and finally our eyes met. We both knew what she was doing. She was. ” They knew the Patron could appoint a viceroy or deputy in his place, and with my Father gone they thought that might be the Toad.The Patron wrote back to say that he would accept her gracious and treasured offer, and then appointed Ernie as deputy to do the service! He said that, according to his records, no better man could be found for to take his place. However, they were both commanded to write, independently, a detailed account of what passed before, during and after the night. They were. You stare into my eyes as your hands reach forward to gently caress and stroke my white globes, laid open to your gaze by the removal of my blouse.Placing your hands gently on my shoulders, you urge me to walk backwards until the back of my knees bump against my bed. You bend and undo my sandals, then slowly, you reach for the tie at the front of my pants.With a gentle tug, the tie un-ties, and you hook your fingers into the waistband and glide them down past my hips. I now stand naked before. .. Nice ... but for our next fuck I want your pussy totally hairless”.She looked back at me aghast.“But ... But...” she stammered, silenced when I held a finger up across my lips.Vicky had told me that Anna loved her bush, and hated the trend by others to have a hairless pussy.“Understand?” I asked her.“Yes...” she replied meekly.I stood up, and walked across to her, standing in front of her. I pulled my shirt off and dropped it to the floor. My shorts were all that remained between us both.