Instead, I heard a soft thunk. About a foot below the aforementionedbutton the wall budged. Suddenly, out popped a drawer. Was Idisappointed? Perhaps,... but my hopes were still high for what lay inside.I removed the drawer from the wall, and moved into the kitchen to inspectit. Blowing the mass of dust out of the box, I reached into the drawerand grabbed its contents. Inside it laid a couple of notes, and somethingI didn't know how to describe.Imagine if someone had managed to fuse together a. I did not know what to say and was even a little apprehensive of what Ron might do after he kissed me on the cheek.I heard Ron echo my words back to me, “Have fun and don’t get caught.” He walked out of his bedroom and shut the door.I was surprised by Ron’s reaction to my spying. I hesitated for almost 30 seconds before turning back to the window, undid the snap and zipper on my slacks, and pushing them down past my knees. I put my hand in my panties and squeezed my mound. I put my other hand. We arranged to meet in the park, a big park, with lots of secluded areas. Waiting on a bench near the duck pond I pulled my phone out and started checking her Facebook pics. Looking at a picture of her and her sister dressed in wetsuits, I began to rub my cock through my shorts. Suddenly there she was, wearing a floaty strappy black dress. She was braless and the shape of her perky little tits was clearly visible. "Hi, pretty public here isn't it?" She asked and sat down. "What you lookin at?". “Thought not.” John said as he began to pull them down over her hips. There were gasps around the room. They had all been wrong. Lara’s pussy lips may have been shaved but she had a small strip of hair at the top of her pubic bone. Her ‘landing strip’ as her husband called it. Lara wanted to cover her mound with her hands but she couldn’t. Her hands were tied. Silence then filled the room; an eerie silence. Silence that is apart from the sound of heavy breathing. She knew that they were all.