. are these all guys that have had you? Are they? Did all these guys screw you?... They did, didn't they? That's why there's hash marks by some of the...names. They had you more than once. That's it, isn't it?"The fight drained from me at Cindy's words of realization. My secret was now out, understood, and under examination. As many times as I had gone over this scenario, and with all the possible consequences, you'd think I'd be ready, but I never once imagined a scene like this or a reaction. Her arm pulling me into her chest. My head resting on the pillow of her breasts, her perfume filling my nostrils and her soft skin against my cheek. I could feel the fine soft material of her bra against my skin, the material of the non-embroidered cup doing nothing to hide the slight hardness of her nipple from this close range. I could smell the musty scent emanating from her vagina, the scent that I loved from Sandi’s pussy, seemed to be reaching my nose, and I guess the addition of dad’s. Amber knew I bought her a new wardrobe for the trip but she had no idea what I bought her until she walked into my bedroom and saw what lay there at the foot of my/our bed. “I love it, honey, but I can’t wear it honey,” She said pointing at the lace g-string. “I’m too fucking hairy down there.” “I know that, sweetheart. I’m going to shave your pussy so it’s as hairless and as smooth as a newborn babe’s bottom. See,” I announced pointing to my beard trimmer, safety razor, shaving cream,. “Good evening Megan. This is Christophe, the owner of the Mistress Cupcake chain. I have been watching the events of this evening unfold and you have done an amazing job awakening the inner desires of our friend Jamie. I would like you to add another round of sexual enhancers to her next smoothie, take some yourself, and take her to the back room with you. And if our other friend, the young man from earlier returns and you wish allow him to join. I think the three of you will have a wonderful.