"Don’t get so upset, it's not the end of the world if we don’t get along." "No", she cried, "I do like you, I really do." "I like you way too much...…," she blurted and looked down, blushing through her tears. As I was sitting on the floor my skirt rode up a little, and my unusually pink and swollen pussy lips were slightly visible. I like to shave all the hair of and so they were glistening with moisture. Rita was still looking down- only now she was looking at my view. Suddenly she looked up at. It never seems planned but it always seemed inevitable in retrospect. That the trip down the slippery slope to having sex was something that was ultimately unavoidable. Was it like that for her husband's affairs? Was he trying to recapture his youth, like that answer to the same question in "Moonstruck".When the hell was 'Dumb-Fuck' going to call? She had wanted a chance to give him hell before Jeff came home from school, but he said he would call when Jeff was in. Maybe she should have an. It appeared she had noticed that they had attracted their share of my attention and given that fact had obviously decided it was time to talk.Leaning forward, elbows on knees, hands clasped together and her chin tucked into her thumbs, which were pointing back towards her, she said, "Shades of this morning Justin. Want me to tell you why you picked this particular woman in this particular magazine?"What else could I do? Speechless I simply nodded my head."Before I start what about your. I came back to the garage and started waxing the thongs. I had a small piece of cheesecloth and rubbed the wax into the cheesecloth and then started running the thong through the cheesecloth. I would drag it over the cloth as I pressed in with my thumb and fingers. This pushed the pasty wax into the fibers of the rawhide. After about 5 wipes through the wax, I took a clean cloth and wiped it down 5 more times. I then laid it out to dry for a while. After I had waxed all 25 thongs, I wiped them.