He had been the lucky one when the call came to retrieve the trays and he was anxious to see for himself. Now he was scared – and he knew no one wou...ld believe his story.Andy walked behind the couch and saw three faces trying to hide their mirth and fourth – Regan's – trying to figure out what in the hell was going on. The waiter was still watching as best as he could while clearing the table and he gasped when he saw the guy grab one of the girls by the hair."When I give a command, it is to be. Sandy looked at Jane, and Ken got an image of her on her knees in front of the taller woman, slowly licking the sweat from her legs moving toward her hairy, musky cunt. Ken smiled and wondered what Sandy was going to do when she found out Jane was hairless.Sandy was soaking wet from the dual stimulus of the ride and her fantasies about Ken and Jane. She wondered if Jane would be turned off by how strong she smelled after a ride. To normal senses maybe, but Ken and Jane could smell her sexual. Oldham, Dear?" her mother asked Marcie."I thought we would take a ride," Marcie answered and looked to me for my approval.This sounded fine to me. Seeing the town where Marcie lived, getting out of the house, having Marcie point out the sights, and getting out of the house, appealed to me. When I found out she was talking about horseback riding I balked, saying I had never been on a horse. Marcie saw that I was adamant about not wanting to experience something new."Okay, we'll go for a run. I. She smiled. I’m sure that I was red as a beet. I wasembarrassed and very close to getting angry with her.If this was some sort of elaborate tease, it was acruel one for sure.“That’s true enough. Most men are. Tell me, how longhas it been since you felt attractive?”Well. That certainly caught me by surprise. To behonest, I don’t know if I’ve ever felt attractive. Notphysically anyway. Growing up I had some realconflicting needs – – the need for.