Gary stood behind me, taller by amile, staring into my eyes through the reflection. My mind tried tocontrol the situation, tried to bring myself back... to a grounded level.But it wasn?t working.I had a bra on. It was black, and lacy, and very sexy. Not me, Iwasn?t sexy. But the bra was. I?d always loved women who wore sexylingerie, and now suddenly there was some sexy lingerie right in myview.I was wearing sexy lingerie.Gary slowly hooked me up in the back, running his fingers gently. She looked up at me, and after a few seconds took my keys from my outstretched hand. She opened up the driver's side door and got in. Then she closed the door, and put my keys in the ignition. She lowered the window as she looked at me and asked me, "Are you coming or not?" Shouldn't you be going somewhere for Thanksgiving yourself?" I asked. "Like visiting family, or some young man?" Hiram you're a part of my family," she said meaning it. "The rest of my family gets on my nerves, they're. I have dark brown hair on my head, and, like my mom, my pubic hair is black. Like I said earlier, I have always loved hairy women. Past girlfriends have had full hairy bushes grown out just for me and I have loved every minute of it. As of right now I am single and just living life and enjoying women without being tied down, which also means I haven’t had a hairy girl in a long time. The girls I have had sex with recently have all been shaved, which is disappointing but it won’t stop me from. There! About 20 feet away. She booked it towards the red windowed booth and started dialing. 9. 1.BAM!Joyce screamed as a hand slammed against the window of the booth. The rain streaking down the window made it hard to make out the figure the hand belonged to. Joyce’s breathing sped up in fear as she dialed the last number and held up the phone in trembling hands. All she got back was a dial tone. The phone was disconnected!“What do you want? Leave me alone!”The figure outside the booth stepped.