I get plucked regularly. I pull every body hair out by the roots! Much more effective! I budget for it, even. Trust me, it’s worthwhile for me! Espe...ially for my ass! You were probably a little too heated and busy yesterday to notice, but feel how smooth my butt really is!” Sarah urged me.“Oh, I noticed, trust me! You’re one sleek cutie, though I like that you’re growing back your bush!” I commented on her ginger pubes.Sarah blushed and nodded, “I wanted to show them to You and get Your. Today was bad enough without having to deal with this pompous redneck asshole. In the living room, horns and heads covered the log cabin style walls. An elk horn chandelier dominated the space. Max always shuddered at the sight. Some people shouldn't have money.At the sight of Max, the men lounging on the brown leather couches stopped talking and sat ramrod straight. Each of the assembled men respected and feared him. Max's ever-present Desert Eagle weighed heavily on their minds. His temper. .. I had to let him..." Shut up!" he snapped at her, pressing her to one side not too gently. Then, to Annette who hadn't moved except to close her thighs: "I'm going to fuck you, doll-baby... and if that canine makes one move toward me I'll crush his elephant skull with a chair. Now... you going to take it willingly... or do I rape you?"Annette couldn't avoid the tiny galvanic tingles his lewd words raised inside her, nor control the thrill of excitement his pledge caused to ripple along her. He bought her the Mustang GT 500 Shelby last year. She loved it and the attention it brought. She had an interview last week for the job in the warehouse office as girl Friday running errands, liaison with the warehouse workers organising orders etc. The pay wasn't great but it got her out of the house and kept her busy. She was wearing a business suit, matching skirt and jacket with a white blouse , stockings and garter belt. Mrs Brown didn't wear underwear as she liked her new big boobs to.