She became more relaxed and no doubt the wine was making its contribution. "So tell me about you," I said when we had finished eating."I work in the b...siness with Louis and look after the finances and the store room," she answered. "Louis is very good with wine and he understands the market and what people want. We deal almost entirely with up-market wines so it's very much a niche market but here in Cape Town there are lots of people with money to spend. We are doing well enough but Louis. I myself am 5’10, just as she is. I have wavy dirty blonde hair, which passes my bottom, but I have a swimmers body, seeing as how I am just that, a swimmer. My chest is smaller then hers, 34 A, almost B.. My eyes are that of a dark green, brown tone. I and slightly more tan then she. Oh, pardon me, the girl I have been speaking of so lovingly, her name is Kennedy. I am bisexual, though I obviously lean more toward females. Anyway, back to the story. The summer was coming to an end, as we only. "I was planning to say, 'you little shit!'" Come on, Mom. You're not getting out of it." Fine," I said as I was suddenly hit by the desire to stand up, drop my jeans and show Megan what was going on with Mommy's vajayjay ... but I didn't. "If you must know, I'm shaved." Really? Why Mom?" Why?" I retorted, unable to come up with anything better. "Why?" Yes, Mother. You asked me, and I answered you honestly. Now I'm asking you. Why do you mow down your hedges?" For the same reason you do.". ” he breathes heavily. “The sight of you and the feel of you surrounding me is so hot and welcoming.” He rolls his hips, pulling back barely any before shifting forward and causing her to tighten her thighs against his hips.“Robert...” she whimpers. Even though he has not done very much, she does not think that she can handle any more. Her nerves seem to be on fire. Her body demands the completion that only he can now bring, and she whimpers as he rolls his hips several more times. She pushes.