She shook herself out of her reverie, picked up her goody bag, and began the slow slog back to recruit school; the cold grey morning and snow flurries...reflected her mood.She dropped the bag full of goodies back in her cabin and then made her way across to the Wren’s block. The gate had been opened so obviously PO White had opened up the ‘restricted areas’ so that Collins Division could carry out their caretaking duties. She opened the block and went from cabin to cabin, taking what she needed.. Her panties formed to her pubic mound in the front and that lace string was perfectly centered in the crack of her ass.I asked, “Do you shave your pussy?”Stephanie replied, “Mom usually does that for me. Do you want the job?”I could not answer, I could not breath, I couldn’t do anything but stare into her eyes.Stephanie waited for an answer.Finally I asked, “Are you sure?”She replied, “I know that you shave your face even though you don’t need too. So I would feel safe letting you use a razor. A quick back glance shows me he's standing behind me, drying me off. The towel then moves down to dry my ass, and takes a bit longer than really necessary to dry it, but it feels good, so I don't mind it. We get dressed, and start walking out of the gym, and as of this point, neither of us has said a word. Once again he gives me the head tilt, and starts walking to the parking lot, so I follow, having already decided in my own mind, that if he's looking for a bottom, I'll gladly do that, since. I shiver as I can feel your hot breath on my shaved pussy. You tell me that you like the way I have left only a tuft of hair at the top of my pussy. Then all thoughts except pleasure vanish for me as you start your caresses. You start to lick and suck me, learning what I like the most, as you taste my juices. I start moaning as I can feel your fingers slide into my vagina, slowly pumping in and out, in time with your tongue. I try to hold my orgasm back, because I’m the type of person that only.