To keep my family happy my sex life consisted of masturbation (now up to six times a day) and my sureptitious exploits in toilet blocks, this of cours... was never in my town. Boys in my neighborhood had it seems spread rumours that I was frigid or just like girls, though the latter was slightly true the former was far from the truth.Finally while on a visit to Lythem St Annes I found a toilet with a large hole in the wall, it looked fairly new so probably the council had not got round to fixing. Any strayhairs, she plucks. Her thatch is a perfect triangle. Not a single hair out ofplace, and none on her labia, or between the pink slit, that is already moist,and her puckered brown rose. She stands, proudly. Her five footstature is not tall, but her body is that of a goddess. Her legs are long,lithe, toned. Her abdomen is almost flat, only a minimal curve, below her navelsuggests her femininity. Her skin, flawless, sports the faintest tan. There areno bikini lines on her breasts, and only. “Carla is already an excellent kayaker. We were practicing towing techniques.”Another voice spoke. “This is Mark at the box maze. With me are Lucia, Husna, Emily, Aggie, Whitney, and Heather. Our night here was uneventful. We are all in high spirits and are set to begin the transfer operation as soon as this meeting ends.”Mark was referring to plan to transfer Lucia and Husna back to the Waterhole and perhaps all the way back to the home complex if the first leg of the trip went well. Almost. But I knew that I was about to get a serious ass chewing from Rochelle. In fact, I was sure she was going to slap me once Rick and I took her off of the platform. Rick complimented our work and told us that we will always have a job with hardcore modeling as long as we can give him shots like that.“Yeah, right”, I told him.I found a towel on the set and began wiping Rochelle off after I unhooked her from the platform. She grabbed the towel from me with anger, “I don’t need you to do that. I can.