She needed to respond with as much indifference as possible. He waited patiently for her to answer him, not pressuring her as he took a subtle sip fro...m his glass. ‘Somewhat.’ Lying to his face like that had been harder than she had wagered it would be. She distracted them both by raising the glass to her lips for another sip. When she saw her shaking hand, she lowered it, her eyes determined not to betray her as her nerves had. This was hard as she met his blue eyes. ‘It’s only natural to think. " Why not?" Sandra asked, sounding surprised."I don't know. Today, on us, it looks fine. But when we get older. I don't know! Don't you think it would look silly when we are 30 or 40 years old and still run around with bald pussies?"Sandra giggled and said, "Nah! I'm sure I will love this bare look for ever and ever! Even when pubic hair would come back into fashion, I think I will always keep my pussy shaved. Even so, that's just my personal view on it." Well, I can tell you, the guys at. His thighs looked huge and the muscles in his buttocks bunched and corded beneath the tight pants in such a way that Lucille wished it was her who was after him instead of Midge. Even at that she was glad that she had decided to have him, at least once, before Midge started her part of the operation.Russell left him in the room. Stuart quickly unpacked and showered. Still nude, he flapped on the bed to grab a wink or two before dinner. He was barely asleep when his senses told him someone was. "does anyone have an intense desire to ruin a nice steak by burning it to "well done"?" He got a smile from Lisa and Sherri on that one. "Does anyone object to Baked Potatoes, or Green bean Casserole, or the assorted trimmings of sauté mushrooms and onions?" final headshakes and he rose and headed to the back patio."He cooks? I thought you were the slave." said Lisa."I am, and he does most of the cooking, and the clean up a vast majority of the time." Sherri told her."It's not going to be easy.