"Nothing," said Melanie, who had regained control of herself. She was still weirded out, but she had the ablilty to adapt, improvise and overcome unex...ected circumstances. "What do you mean?" You don't have any hair," said Tawny, stepping closer and peering at Melanie's shaved mons. The pussy lips that has been so lovingly gripping Bob's shaft only four minutes earlier were flushed and pink, but closed again."I shaved it off," said Melanie."How novel," said Tawny. "There for a minute I thought. ...um..um..i think i am in the wrong house..." and i said "no..no.. i am sorry but you are in the right house" he asked me "oh is mark at home because i have come to meet him" i replied "mmmm well you will have to wait for him he is taking a shower" he said ok. Then after a while i changed into my own man cloths like a jeans and a t-shirt and went to the kitchen and asked him if he would like to have coffee he said he would'nt mind a cup then i brought two cups and placed it on a small table. She never looked back and couldnt figure out what had come over her. As she got in her berth, she sat down amazed at what had transpired in the hallway. She also realized that it had felt good! She sat back in her chair, closed her eyes and replayed the kiss in her head. Slowly, she started moving her hands towards her thighs, lifted up her skirt and started fingering her clitoris. It was so moist and swollen, she never imagined a thought about a woman could make her feel this way. She brought. " Uh, Tom, I kinda let it slip about you and me to Tawny, but she's cool with it." Tawny, can I trust you to keep our little secret?" I asked her."Mr. Richardson, from what Mandy's told me, I'm extremely envious of her; I just wish I had the kind of relationship with my step-dad as Mandy has with you. You see, my mom married my step-dad several years ago, and then she died a few years back; so it's just me and my step-father. Even though I'm technically not his, he treats me very well, but not.