" Have ... has anyone ever ... whipped you?" asked Pauline hesitantly, at once fascinated and horrified."Of course. It happened years ago, when I firs... arrived here and refused to be shaved. I was whipped to make me aware that it was not my decision to make," came the reply."They wanted to shaved your hair off?" asked the younger woman, putting a hand up to her head and looking thoroughly puzzled."Look at the women in here, between their legs!" said Zubeydeh nodding towards the group of women. I sit on the bed and lie back, legs apart. “And the rest?” Dad demands. My tiny tank top only just covers the base of my boobs and can’t possible be in the way. I start to protest but he says. “The top off or I’m off!” “Very poetetic Daddy” I respond. Even though I didn’t believe he would leave I happily slipped it over my head and lie back. Yes, pantyless and braless. Dad stands rooted to the spot. This is the first time he has ever, and I mean ever, seen me naked. His 40 year old dick is. Her cheeks went pink as she sat up. “Yeah, sorry, I was having a bad dream.” She played with her nails while she spoke, and she never met my eyes. “Really? Well, I heard some moaning too.” She looked like a deer caught in highlights. She started to shake nervously and looked around the room. “Well um…” She bit her lip and closed her eyes. “It’s okay if you were masturbating to me May. I don’t mind.” I gestured to my crotch and watched her eyes widen. “Is that from me?” I could see her thinking. Now, for the first time, she felt this feeling again for a girl. She sat on the bed now and just stared at Dawn. She was tall, and had great legs. Long firm tanned thighs. And that face and pretty long hair were almost irresistible. She had wanted to touch her from the start.“No way,” Faith said to herself again. “Stop this now, no involvements.”Dawn walked over to bed and sat down next to Faith. “Can I have another towel to dry my hair?” she asked.Faith wanted to say, “Take off that one, and.