Mike and Bob were wondering if I was shaved “down there”. And now greeted with a bald pussy they stopped wondering. I waited and looked to be sure...there are no more bumps coming up then pulled my dress back up. Giving a little bow I returned to my seat to applause from Mike and Bob.When the bus arrived at SU I thanked the bus driver for the ride. “You are very welcome. But I should be thanking you for the show. Oh, sorry for the bump and nice butt.” Mike and Bob got a decent downblouse view as. Choosing not to release her hand, he led her into the lavish room. The entry way opened into a large living room, with a kitchen nearby. To the far right Julia could just see through a partially open door, a large bed. Shaking her head, she dismissed her curiosity about that room. “I truly appreciate your willingness to meet me here Julia. We have much to discuss yet.” His accent alone made her weak in the knees. He led her to a plush love seat in front of a crackling fire. A bottle of red. Her father was a prominent lawyer and her mother had decided the pool boy was worth more of her time than her family. Mara shoved her key in the lock, letting Daria and herself in. A thick oak staircase stood before them and the smell of apple pies drifted from some of her mom's gaudy candles. She kicked the door closed with her foot and motioned for Daria to follow her up the stairs to her room."Mara, that you?" a deep voice called from the den."Yeah, Daria and I are just going upstairs to. We were all dressed in Sunday best for such visits and I grew to realise that the vicar and congregation believed we were members of a small and informal religious order. Maria found this highly amusing and would whisper lewd remarks to me during his sermons or as we paraded past the vicar at the conclusion of the service. After Matins Maria and I would often, where the weather clement, promenade through the local park, two well-dressed ladies taking the air, arm in arm and chatting pleasantly..