I was right. She hadn't put panties back on when she changed earlier in the evening.Her ass was beautiful. Two full globes resting at the top of each ...eg. Though they were just beginning to develop, her hips broadened nicely to accentuate her ass. I couldn't help but notice how the puffy lips of her pussy peaked out as she bent over. Just above was a small indention in each cheek indicating the spot of her little, pink rosebud.I gave a wolf whistle and she bolted upright, snapping her head. Me. I shook off the event, and walked out to the kitchen and began making breakfast. I looked out the window while I waited for the coffee to heat up. The birds were making their nests, and the squirrels gathering their food. It was early autumn, and the trees were beginning to shed their leaves. The coffee finally finished making and I poured a cup and sat in silence, left to my thoughts as always. I’d always been alone for as long as I can remember. I’d grown up with no friends, and little. Finally she spoke “Why have you shaved yourself?”“I like it smooth, and my hair trimmed short down there” I said. “I don’t have much hair down there” she said “Not like my mom and dad … my dad’s really hairy all over his …. thing”“Well, it’s called a penis, or some people call it a cock” I said, and these things are called testicles or balls, although they are more of an egg shape”“ Can I touch them?” she asked “I’ve always wondered what they felt like”“Well, you’re really not supposed to, and. I try and turn invisible again. When I finally found the secret I headed over to her house. Sounds like a bad idea right? Yeah, I thought so too at the time. When I got there, Stacy answered the door, gasping at and instantly slapping me. Apparently she was mad. You hang up on me after all of this, and then you show up at my HOUSE? What the hell? another note about Stacy. She is a bit hysterical about everything. Although she is the most honest, kindest, best secret keeping person alive that I.