“Hi. You want to come over?” asked Katrina. “Nobody’s home but me.”“OK.”* * *Kelly let herself in through the screen door in back of Kat...ina’s house, as she usually did when she visited. She called her friend's name as she walked through the kitchen, but there was no answer until she stood at the bottom of the stairs leading to the second floor, where the bedrooms were. Then she looked up to see Katrina standing with her hands on the railing, stark naked except for her socks.Kelly got a lump in. It stands out as this unruly jungle amongst the curves of my otherwise well preserved body. When I take off my final article of clothes, I cringe, thinking the sight of it will turn him off.’ ‘You must be kidding me. Is it abnormal in some way?’ ‘No, just a tangled hairy mess that is not pretty to look at. I have tried combing it out, but it still looks like a wire brush welcome mat.’ ‘Do you trim it’? ‘No, I never thought of that. Do you trim yours?’ ‘More than that, I keep mine shaved clean.’. Only one of the shower roses had a curtain that could be drawn part way around it.The bed areas each had a tall double locker and a third single cupboard that doubled as a side table/bench with open shelves. They were used to give us some privacy, but anyone walking through the room could see the beds.I was the youngest of the group and the only Kiwi. Mouse was next by only two weeks and then Ant. Ray was the oldest being six months older than me, and Patty and Kitty fit somewhere in between.I. Deny it as I did, I got a bit addicted to him."You're too sweet to be badly treated. I could punish you only when you do something I would not approve, but you are my little comedian, and you won't do anything wrong, yes?" Depends on your standards of wrong," I sighed, pretending uptight."Hmm, like I find you gangbanged on my own bed, or you steal all my credit cards and run away to Canada." Don't you think being gangbanged or going to Canada is punishing enough?" I scowled to grotesque.