She...I looked at least a few years older and very sophisticated. I studied the face very closely amazed at the job I had just done without even think...ng about it.My hands flew into action again as they grabbed a comb and brush to finish off my hair. I brushed my hair until it positively glowed ending up with two ponytails, one on either side at the back of my head in the manner Toni had started wearing her hair recently. The last unguided action of my hands was to insert an earring into the. I did so and she applied some shaving foam on my pussy hair. Then she started brushing which gave out a lot of lather. Her brush started making me excited again. Then she saw my closed eyes and understood my predicament. So she took out razor and started to shave my pussy hair.She did not remove all hair but left a little patch which looked like a brush on my pussy and trimmed it leaving a thin strand of hair line just above my pussy lips. I never imagined that I was going to get my pussy hair. I wanted to help him, but I had no idea what to say, especially since I thought he had reason to feel guilty. So I nodded and walked into the house. As I did, it occurred to me that I had no idea what I was going to say to Stacey, either, but I figured I could listen and play the rest by ear. I'd been to Jesse's before and headed down the stairs to the basement. I could hear Jane talking, so I knocked on the wall."Jane, Stacey? It's John Robinson. May I come in?" Come in, John," Jane. Whenever Vandana aunty’s hubby used to go out of town for official tours, aunty and uncle both used to call me to sleep in aunty’s house in the night. So once uncle was gone for an official tour for 2 weeks, he usually used to go out of town for office work which always left aunty alone at home, and me being called to sleep at her home in the night.This was innocent till now, but now things were going to change. Because aunty also had come to know that I was dying to fuck her, and I too had.