Personal?' She asked me, suddently looking quite uncomfortable. I hesitated for a second.. I don't know why but I was actually worried about what she ...ight ask. 'Yeah ofcourse.. you can ask me anything' I eventually replied.'Well, I've never shaved my "you know where" before and I don't know what looks best, can you have a look for me?' I couldn't believe what she'd asked me, I was in complete shock but instantly said yes. I couldn't tell you whether that was because it was a friend thing to do. I was so embarrassed. Leslie had a wicked grin on her face. Uncle Richard hadnt gotten his turn so he went with me topless with only the life vest to cover my chest. Leslie begged for another turn after his and they let her go to my disappointment. I was offered another turn which I of course turned down and was relieved when we finally headed back to shore. My father after helping get the boat docked ran to the car and got me my shirt and brought it back to me so I could take off the vest.. I was hoping that no one else would sit next to me so I could relax while having the whole seat to myself, but my hope was short lived. Within a few minutes an older gentlemen in his late fifties came and set next to me, as the bus had started filling up. At least he was well dressed and smelled good. He was slim and tall. He had thinning salt and pepper hair and a goatee. After he settled in, we exchanged a few pleasantries. He asked me where I was going. He told me that he traveled that route. "I keep finding twigs and bits of leaf in your hair." Spreading manure, mulching, digging and turning earth, weeding," Rose catalogued. "Any shit job he could find - pun entirely intended." And what did you do to get singled out for such treatment?" Nothing," Rose protested. "I did nothing when he would have liked me to do something - and by something, I mean him." You wouldn't sleep with him?" Clover sounded incredulous. "Why ever not?" He's fat and he sweats garlic," said Rose. "But mostly,.