I've always kept mine trimmed and waxed in a fairly conventional way, but she had obviously decided - or been persuaded - to dispense with it entirely... All, that is, except for a tiny square tuft about two centimetres above her clitoris, perhaps preserved purely to emphasise her bareness everywhere else inside her tan-line. I pondered, in my semi-drunken state, whether I should raise the subject with her at some point. Or perhaps I could just drop it into conversation with my next lover, to see. This was whenRay Mack came across the Russians.The Russians were a generic term for a band of East-Asian get-abouts androughnecks the likes of which Anna had never seen unitl now. They wererude, they were dangerous, but they had money. Something that Anna and RayMack needed, so they catered to them. Initally in bootleg liquor deals inwhich Ray Mack put up the capital via a series of credit cards underAnna's name to furnish the equipment and resources necessary to make andsell such a product. " Go on, Eric. What is it?" I was passing Lola in the street the other day, when she dropped a coin and bent down to pick it up. She didn't stoop. She just bent right over in front of me. Ye Gods, those generous fleshy buttocks. It was pure sodomy. I got my first tingle for about a year."That one went right through me. Lola's vast shapeless rear-end had been making it seriously hard for me to fuck her with any enthusiasm. (We were down to duty-fucks, basically - a sad emotional desert-zone.). Then, you surprised me with a threesome with Hanna and well, my feelings for her developed. The never replaced what I had for you, Julie, but it was more like a jigsaw puzzle. Each of your personalities, strengths, and weaknesses fit perfectly with mine. You both accepted me, trusted me and I the both of you. Of course I’ll let you be my guides and my support. How and when do we begin?”Julie leaned into me and gave me a most romantic kiss.“Jerry Ranthom, you’ve become very important to Hanna.