"She smiles at me. "I'm sure you will do fine. This is your first jobever. You must have at least done some babysitting. Most teenage girls Iknow have...done babysitting before." Yes, actually I do babysit." I ignore her keep referring me to being ateenage girl. However, you can't blame her I'm standing here in a miniskirt and my hair is in pigtails. "Oh I forgot to ask earlier since I'mgoing to work in the restaurant. My hair is so long do I need to um... getit cut or what?"I see her smile. "No. Well Saint Patrick’s Day came around and I knew Maureen would be really lonely for her family in Ireland around that time. Her thoughtless husband scheduled an out of town business trip that day. I thought to myself “I’ll fix this” I arranged for all our k**s to come over after school for a big St. Patrick’s Day party to cheer Maureen up. Then I arranged for a “sleepover” where my oldest daughter would watch Maureen’s k**s at my house. But I had another reason for arranging this special evening. And my way of getting there was a change from normal too!Even though I'd had the hunt for hair-pie in mind for a while, I wasn't exactly on the mission to meet someone when I met the woman who would change my pubic preferences. It was firmly on my mind though, on a quiet night at home, as I casually browsed my way onto the Wikipedia "Pubic Hair" page. Eagerly, I clicked my way onto an image which showed an adult woman's muff close-up. I liked what I saw. At first glance, it was just a dark. Her identical triplet mother along with her two equally attractive nubile aunts were nocturnally active to the point that she no longer believed the sounds from behind their closed bedroom doors were merely those related to exercise, religious instruction, or educational pursuits. She was certain they all were copulating up a storm with various members of the household and the male members of the estate staff. She was not in the least bit opposed to this informative deduction and merely wanted.