Laura seemed to be confused. So was I. How did she know I sent the flowers? I had made sure she did not see me talking to the flower girl and I did no... see her talk to the redhead. On their way out that evening the redhead stopped and kissed my lips before following her friend and a guy with big hands out the door. Still I was surprised that following Friday when the redhead sat at the bar next to me and bought me a beer. She told me her name was Rebecca and was a bookkeeper for a dispatch. "Just like a big kid!" Michele called after him restraining a giggle, taking then another moment regarding the cathedral like beauty surrounding them."Wild!" Tony gasped, now touching, gazing up at the base. "You'd think a big ol' tree like this would be covered with graffiti! Local boys, carving their girl friends name and such?" He then glanced their way with what seemed to approach reverent awe. "But there's no sign of anything like that!" The people here respect this place and regard it as. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling in my brassiere. I pulled the panties over my rear, the waistband riding low on my hips. My virgin sex clenched as a wicked sensation rippled out of me.I glanced down and saw my blonde pubic hair peeking through the panties’ slit.That wasn’t right. What was the point of wearing panties like these if my pubic hair peeked out? I smiled, this calm settling upon me. A bad girl didn’t need pubic hair. A bad girl was shaved. And why was I wearing this pointless bra?. Mi-am sters scarbita zeama uda dintre picioare. Mi-a cautat ochii si m-a privit admirativ, vizibil incantat si extrem de surprins: - Dumnezeule! Ce fel de femeie esti…!?! Auzisem de squirt… am vazut prin filme… dar niciodata n-am… esti fantastica!- Dobitocule… esti un putoi… n-a fost niciun squirt… doar ca m-am pisat pe mine… si m-am pisat si pe tine… intelegi??? am replicat eu plina de nervi.- Daaa… am inteles! Acum stiu ce-ti trebuie… si unde te mananca… o sa-ti mai dau asaaa! Dar acum o sa.