"I snapped the picture and then concentrated on shaving her precious jewel while she fiddled with her phone to send the picture. I was forced to touch... her pouting sex lips purely to rub the shaving foam over the bits I'd missed."You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she asked teasingly as I rubbed some foam around her anus."You've got a lovely little asshole," I smiled."Make sure you get all the hairs off it. He might want to taste me there." I've never even done that!" Yes, well, I'm refusing him. Not her, from that spot. Maybe the wolves.She had wakened a little early, because she had been shaken by giving herself away last night, though she was at a loss to know how. He must be very alert to have heard any sound from her stealthy investigation. Even Lupe had gone home early. She had not slept especially well, and felt her peaceful existence was threatened. But it was better that he come to see her, and get this out in the open.He stopped just at the far end of her yard, still trying to. It was one of those wonderfully warm, sultry, late afternoon Indian summer days. The drive and street in front of Derrick’s place was packed with cars, many quite expensive, I noticed. I could feel apprehension growing in my chest as I anticipated Derrick’s greeting. I had somehow to let him know that the sarong covered exactly what he had ordered and that it wouldn’t be there for long. We walked into a vibrant party. People were already dancing to a very good DJ, some of the women quite. ?She said, more calmly, ?Would you like me to??I blushed a bit and said ?If you’re interested, yes, except for the whipping.?She inquired ?Why not the whipping? I thought that was always part of it whenever I’ve heard of S&M.?I guess she was more aware about this than I had figured, though whipping isn’t always part of S&M. I said ?You know how I am about pain.?She said ?Yeah, a baby! I would love to see how you react to real pain? and we both laughed. She continued ?Honey, I would be glad to.