I had no response. She put her hand on my chin and turned me toward her. I closed my eyes. It was for the best. I tried hard not to stare, but I did. ...ow we're here. But then, she did the(as I cannot pronounce my "L's") impossibru. She whispered in my ear, "If you liked what you saw, I would've been happy if you said it to my face." That was it for me. I couldn't believe what I just heard. I couldn't think straight. My breathing sped up as well as my heart as she traced her newly done. I was happy that I was standing only in a towel. The sight of her boobs, cleavage and her sexy lips begin to speak inside my towel. She entered the house staring at me, and my naked body. I watched her swaying hips as she passed by me and went in to kitchen. My erection was now at its peak. I closed the door and begin to walk, but it was getting difficult for me to walk. I had taken a few steps only and I saw that she was returning from the kitchen.She came near me and wanted to ask me. I slipped one of my finger in her pussy slit and started to swipe my fingers over her pussy slit. My fingers were getting wetter and wetter by each swipe of her pussy now. I licked my fingers to taste her juice. Ufff the taste was so amazing.I wanted to now taste directly from the source now. I switched off all lights and now it was very dark now. I came close and this time I put my tongue over her pussy now. wow the smoothness of her pubic area was so amazing. She must have waxed today only to. It was the young woman I had met at the initiation. She invited me for tea, to just chum a bit and get acquainted. I left for her place immediately. Since my transformation into a slut had begun, I had found it difficult to talk to my old friends. I felt provocative even when discussing sitcoms. As we talked away the afternoon, I learned a lot about Annette. Her long auburn hair and tanned freckled complexion hinted at her subtle vulnerability. She wore a low cut blouse that highlighted her.