I deliberately didn't look at her yet, suspecting that I'd get too distracted. Instead I carried her clothes up to her head, and laid them over her ey...s, patting them down to block her vision, telling her, "Hold still, sweetie."I got the vibrator out of my drawer and knelt on the bed beside her hip looking at her. Her legs were open already - she was ever hopeful! - so I had a clear view. Donna had three or four long hairs growing from her pubes but was otherwise hairless. Carol and Julia keep. . said Bernadette, moving around in her seat. “These girls were talking about something they called a blow job. What is that?”Flossie’s heart fell. Why, oh why, had she ever decided to do this crazy thing?“I don’t know if I can explain that,” she said weakly.“Why not?” asked Ruth Ann, aware somehow that the explanation would be very interesting.“Well ... it’s a little like ... masturbation, I suppose,” Flossie said. “It doesn’t have a real purpose in reproduction ... making a baby.” She looked. I trail my fingertips closer to the increasingly tight area around his groin. All the while with the other hand, I raise my drink and take a sip continuing the chatter around the table. “Earl, are you alright?” Cynthia asks. Only Cynthia was across from us, her date Paul had gone up to the register and was currently paying for our tab at a restaurant. Earl quickly adjusts his shirt and visibly gulps, as I casually slip my hand into my bag and pretend to look for something. Cynthia has no idea. All the compromises and unacknowledged loneliness had led her here. Now she finally was in a position to reap the benefits of all those sacrifices. India was the largest emerging market in the free world and she had the chance to run the entire region. That she could handle herself in the boardroom was by now well known. What she had to still prove to them was that she could handle the complexities and challenges of a place like India. Despite her initial reservations, she had discovered that.