He was looking at a newset of men?s clubs and getting them custom fit. I walked up behind himand tapped him on the shoulder. He looked at me and asked... what I wasdoing there. I told him that I intend to beat him at golf and I wasgoing to get some new clubs to help me do it. He looked a little guiltybut admitted that he planned on getting some custom fit clubs forhimself because he liked things just the way they were. So we bothended up with new clubs and decided to golf on our way home. I. Morris was a very smooth talker. It was really hard to blame him, as fine as Brandi looked. Brandi had put on a white blouse that showed her bare shoulders but not showing a lot of cleavage. You could see that she was not wearing a bra. She slipped on a small pair of white bikini panties. She then put on a bright multicolored skirt that was about two inches above her knees. She went back into the bathroom and did her hair and makeup. Yes, you might say she looked good enough to eat. When she. Is that understood?" Yes, Master." I pulled out of her and zipped up. Vanessa quickly arranged her clothing."I'm so glad we had this conversation, Mrs. Shaw." I'm glad too, Mas... uh, Mr. Wilson, but what do I tell Lela? What if I'm pregnant?" I hope you are I immediately thought."You don't have to tell her anything. I'll do the talking. Now, get moving or people might start wondering what we were doing back here." I purposely ignored her worry about unprotected sex. Vanessa preceded me out. So he asked me if i wanted to help him get off, since he knew what i was doing. I asked what he was watching in my room, and he said, " i dont know. A message video. Maybe a shower video." I laughed and asked if he wanted to take a shower before i help him, and he helps me. He agreed, and excitedly went to the shower, almost doing a little dance. So we were washing of when he asked me why i have so very little pubic hair. I said that i dont like to have a big bush because it made my penis look.