.." Oh! On my pussy! Yes! It is far too hairy for such a suit!"I looked around, nervously. "Keep your voice down, Sally!" But -- I could shave!" she s...id."Yes." I have never." Yes, I noticed," I said."I would need -- help," Sally said."Help?" I said. I think my voice quavered a little."Yes! From you. Help to do the shave. To shave me. I would need your help." Umm. I don't know about that, Sally. Maybe we'd better, y'know, go see somebody at a beauty shop or something." But. We only have today!. “I pushed you away…” She said, tears forming in her eyes, a single one tracing down her cheek, leaving a dark line of mascara.He looked up to he, confused as to her reaction, then realised his mistake, turning in his seat to face her.“No, Lucille I… I couldn’t do it.”“Do… What, Luke?”I couldn’t bet this house. I couldn’t bet you. The thought of losing you I… It wasn’t worth the money.”A little colour touched her cheeks as she raised her hand, very delicately wiping away the tear, not caring in. We originally planned on taking twelve days, but more research suggested that if we wanted to enjoy the trip to allow for more. Twenty days seemed like an awfully long time, but turned out to be too short. There were a dozen places along the way I wish we could have stayed for a week or more. I can't even begin to do the scenery justice.We made the trip in July, which was a recommended time to travel based on the book Milepost which is a sort of guide book for the trip. If you ever decide to. Jamal was impressed with the almost miraculous transformation in Marcy's body. His eyes lit up although he was determined not to let Marcy know how desirable he found a White woman to be.Her skin now a deep saddle brown from the daily tanning, Marcy's measurements which had been an unimpressive 31A-21-32 now stood at 36C-21-36. Her breasts, now full and firm rode high on her chest and her rear was now just as full, adding the curves to her body which, when teamed with the curvaceous calves of.