First off was that Rebecca refused to shave herself, believing that hairiness, being a natural state, helped her in any sexual magick. The second was... that Rebecca was incredibly naturally hairy, both 'down there' and under her arms. Rebecca stood by Lupe and tugging out the waist of her panties, wiggled them down her trim legs. Beneath, Rebecca sported a thick thatch of brown pubic hair, tangled and wild. The third and final reason for her wearing them was about to become apparent.Alice had. And to please never call him Dick! Mobak laughed at that. Ok, as long as you never call me Mark, just Mobak. Sandy asked him many questions about his people. One she just could not ask, if they all had large cocks. Mobak answered all of her questions. He noticed something about Sandy, something puzzling her. He suggested they go get some water to drink. They walked to the water area and drank. When finished, Mobak asked her if she had any more questions. Sandy blushed. Mobak stood and dropped. She might wear a dress like that to work, but if she wore it in that way her male coworkers wouldn't be able to concentrate.The effect on me was devastating. I was ready to fall down right there and worship her. She was magnificent. My wet dream had come true. I couldn't wait to get to the hotel.As part of the female-superior arrangement, she drove to the hotel and tipped the valet while I stood around looking helpless and holding the door for her. She swept into the lobby and checked us in and. She grabbed two sets of bras and knickers from underneath the rack. “Red or white?” Miss Hoover asked the audience. A chorus of reds and whites rang around the room, until at last she decided the red underwear had won. “Kirsty, Amy, please dress our visitor in the red underwear.” The two beauticians motioned me to stand up, at first I hesitated, but a glance over at Kelly and Rachael made me do as I was told. I was ritually dressed in the bra and knickers, the bra was padded which gave me ample.