Since I do not know how he likes my pussy, I only use the razor to put it in shape, then brush the hair.Carefully I choose my wardrobe. Long stockings... a sheer silk-like thong that just hides what is left of my pussy-hair and a matching bra that pushes up my breasts, both in a fiery red to make me look the slut I am. Over that I pull on a black, rather conservative skirt and jacket with a light blue blouse underneath. And finally shoes with high heels that make my legs look longer. But not too. He braced his hands on either side of her, pinning her between his body and the cupboard. Brian was nearly a foot taller than her, and his hard muscled frame dwarfed her much smaller one. He was a dangerous, intimidating presence behind her. Sarah felt small and vulnerable, entirely at his mercy. She shivered, relishing the suspense of how he would subdue her, how he would bend her to his will. She could hardly wait to be overpowered, consumed, ravished. She could hardly wait to satisfy his. ” “Well it isn't a sin and there is no chance of getting pregnant by fingering yourself. Would you like me to show you now?” “Would you do that? But I don't want anyone to know that I do it.” “No problem. Lets go up to the bedroom it will be more comfortable there.”“Agness we will have to get undressed. If you don't want to get undressed thats ok, you can watch me and try it in the privacy of your own home. But if you do get undressed I will be on hand to help you and you will learn quicker.”. Janelle looked at the mattress. She stood and took her jeans from the floor. She noticed her right bra strap was twisted. She flipped it around the right way. She pulled on her black panties that she’d been wearing for days. She didn’t look at Dennis but assumed he was watching her out of the corners of his eyes. Before she could buckler her jeans her arms dropped to her sides. She listened to the sounds of Dennis’ computer and felt that she had to say something. “Dennis, are you okay?” .