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TO: ALL MY FRIENDS AT FARMER'S DAUGHTER

FROM: SYLVIA (LESTER,183)

         Sorry that I haven't been on in a while, but I've been out of town
    on  business.  Yes, a week in Hawaii for four days and I had to  attend
    two  hours of meetings each day.  Rough job, but somebody had to do  it.
    Had an interesting experiece that I thought  would be perfect to  share
    with you.  I started on my second day, by the pool.  Being the only one
    from the company at the meetings, I wasn't as concerned as usual  about
    my  image (outside of the meetings of course).  I used the  opportunity
    to  break  in  a new bikini that I bought last year and  had  never  in
    public.   The  bra  is  small, but not exceptional  (not  that  I  have
    anything exceptional to fill it), but the bottoms are daring to say the
    least.   It's a diaper cut that covers about half my ass and  in  front
    there  is a two inch strip, which if I'm careful will conceal my  pussy
    lips.
         I had a fair tan when I left for the Islands.  The bathing suit is
    white I realized I was getting a lot of stares, and enjoying it.  There
    was this gorgeous blonde sitting at a table facing me.  Over the course
    of  three hours, every time I glanced up, I saw her staring at me.   It
    really  didn't  bother me at all, I was enjoying it in fact.   Hell  at
    thirty-two,  all  take  all the envy I can get from  the  college  aged
    crowd.
         I  had an appointment for dinner, so about five o'clock I  took  a
    quick plunge to wake up and headed for my room.  I didn't realize it at
    first, but the blonde was right behind me as I waited for the elevator.
    When a bellhop got off the elevator at the third floor there were  just
    the  two of us left for the ride up.  I was on the twentieth floor  and
    my  companion  had pushed the button for twenty-three.  It  took  about
    three floors for her to shift her eyes from my crotch to my face.
         We smiled at each other and she complemented my bathing suit.   By
    the  fifteenth floor we had exchanged names and home cities.   Just  as
    the doors started to open on my floor, she asked one last question.
         "Sylvia,  I  know  this  is really foward of  me,  but  I've  been
    wondering all afternoon.  How do you keep your pubic hair from sticking
    out?   Do you use hot wax.  I've been afraid to try it I know  it  must
    really hurt."
         I had stepped off the elevator and was holding the door open  with
    my  hand.   Instead of answering her, I let go of the door  and  as  it
    started  to close, I reached down and pulled the crotch of  my  bathing
    suit to the side.  Her eyes grew a little wider and her smile a  little
    broader as she looked at my clean shaven pussy.
         While  I did think about that cute blonde, by the way her name  is
    Darlene, a couple of times that night, I didn't get my hopes too  high.
    I am very rarely the agressor, with either a man or a woman.  (I  don't
    handle rejection very well, so why open myself up for it.)  So it would
    be up to Darlene to take the next step.  And I was prepared for her  to
    totally  ignore  me  the next time we met.  I figured  the  chances  of
    meeting a girl from a small mid western town who was interested in  and
    available  for a casual gay reltionship with a woman who was  close  to
    her  mother's age, were pretty slim.  Still, as I used two  fingers  to
    sooth myself to sleep it was Darlene I saw on the back of my eyelids.
         I  sat  at  the poolside bar nursing a drink for  almost  an  hour
    before I saw Darlene pick out a lounge chair and start to smooth lotion
    onto  her  skin.  I waited a few minutes longer so  I  wouldn't  appear
    obvious,  before  walking to an empty chair on the other  side  of  the
    pool.  I was careful not to look in her direction and turned the  chair
    slightly to the side.  It seemed like hours had passed, but when I took
    my watch from my bag I saw that it han only been about five minutes.  I
    was  tempted to just glance over to see if she had even seen me, but  I
    didn't,  I replaced my watch and removed a bottle of suntan oil.  As  I
    unscrewed the top a voice from behind asked if the chair next to me was
    taken.
         The afternoon passed quickly.  We talked about clothes, men, food,
    and nail polish.  Darlene was really fun company and I was resolved  to
    the  fact  that I had made a new friend, nothing more.   At  one  point
    Darlene  offered  to spread oil on my back when she saw  me  strain  to
    reach  the  middle.  As her fingers worked over my back I  was  felt  a
    little sorry that we'd never be more intimate.
         Probably not the last time I'll ever be wrong.  As the sun started
    to  set we both started packing up. As we walked to the  lobby  Darlene
    opened the door.
         "You know, I really like the way you look down there.  Is it  hard
    to keep up?"  Darlene eyes were fixed on my crotch again.
         While we waited for the elevator, I started to tell her how simple
    it  was, but a disgusting man with a pot belly and an unlit cigar  butt
    cut our discussion short.  As the doors shut behind  us I leaned toward
    Darlene and in a soft voice said, "I've got everything I'd need to show
    you in my room."
         When  Darlene didn't reach for the elevator button, I  knew  there
    was still a chance have a little fun during my business trip.
         Inside my room Darlene stood in front of a full length mirror  and
    adjusted  the  crotch  of her suit.  I sat on the bed  behind  her  and
    watched  her  reflection as she rolled the waist band down her  hips  a
    little  and  gathered  the material of the front panel  into  a  narrow
    strip.
         "I'd  love  to  wear a suit like yours, but this  looks  a  little
    silly.  Don't you think so?"
         She turned around to face me, and I saw what she meant. There were
    blonde hairs sticking from around all three sides of the small triangle
    of material she had formed.
         "Is it a big hassle to keep yourself like you do?"
         Darlene  listened  intently as I described my morning  ritual.   I
    told  her  that  I hardly even thought about it, but that  I  had  been
    shaving  myself for many years.  I was honest and let her know that  at
    first  it could take a bit of time and that if you tried to  rush,  you
    wind  up with little knicks, and that a hairy pussy looked better  than
    one  covered with scars.  I didn't want to be too negative, so  I  told
    her  some of the benefits too. I told her that most men found it a  big
    turn  on,  that if she liked to have her pussy sucked  and  licked  she
    would find her partners doing a better job, because they could see what
    they  were doing.  I explained how tight pants would cling to  my  cunt
    lips  and show a clear outline of them.  Also how not having a  cushion
    of hair hiding my clit made it so much more sensitive.
         "Would you like to see just how it's done?"  Expecting her  answer
    I walked toward the bathroom.
         I  turned on the hot water in the sink and hooked my  thumbs  into
    the waist band of my suit.  I stood just like that, waiting to see what
    the  girl would do.  When she lifted herself onto the counter  next  to
    the sink and crossed her legs I continued.  I slowly pushed the panties
    off  my hips and down my thighs as they neared my knees,  gravity  took
    over  and they fell to my feet.  At the same time I stepped out of  the
    little  piece of cloth I reached for a wash cloth and placed  it  under
    the running water.
         I  gave  Darlene a chance to get a good look at my cunt  before  I
    broke  her concentration by turning off the water and  explaining  that
    the  hot water softened the hairs and made the job easier.  Taking  the
    steaming  rag with me I walked over to the toilet and placed  my  right
    foot  on the lid.  I knew that in this position the lips seperated  and
    Darlene  could  see  the pink gash between them.  I  placed  the  towel
    against myself and just stood silently for a minute.
         I took less than two minutes for me to rub some lotion on (to help
    the blade slide over the skin), lather myself up, and wisk away the few
    small hairs that had sprouted in the past few hours.
         "I use more lotion afterward, too," I explained as I demonstrated,
    "I  don't  know that it helps any, but it's an excuse to  touch  myself
    once more.  It really feels great, so smooth and so soft."
         With  my hand still on my cunt I took the two steps back to  where
    she  sat.   I pulled my hand up my belly slowly until  just  my  middle
    finger was resting between the lips, right over my clit.  Darlene eased
    herself off the counter and stood a few inches away from me.  Her  hand
    was  at  the same level as my cunt and right in front of  it,  but  she
    didn't reach out.  Maybe I just didn't give her time, I pulled my  hand
    away and leaned toward her at the same time.
         "That  feels  devine."  Darlene slid her hand over the  mound  and
    slipped  her  fingers around the lips.  She repeated the motion  a  few
    more  times  before stepping back and pulling her hand  away.  "And  it
    looks so sexy.  I'm gonna do it!"
         There was a gleam in her eyes as she uttered her decision.  I told
    her  that the first time took some extra preperation and that it was  a
    good  idea to have some help.  I didn't even pretend to think about  it
    when she asked if I would assist.
            Darlene  was lying on the bed with her legs spread apart and  a
    towel  under  her ass.  I ran my fingers through the golden  curls  and
    gather a small locket between my fingers.  As I slid the scissors under
    my fingers I gave her one last chance.
         "Having any second thoughts?"
         She shook her head.  Ten minutes later she had a crew cut. I  told
    her it would be easier for me if she remained lying down and I went  to
    get  my  supplies.   When I returned with the ice bucket  full  of  hot
    water,  a few disposable razors, shaving cream and a towel I  saw  that
    she had placed the make up mirror from the dresser between her legs.
         As I placed the hot towel over her I push gently against her pussy
    with  my hand.  As I peeled the towel away I could see the head of  her
    clit sticking out from between her lips.  I lathered her up and quickly
    had  only those lips left to do. Picking up a new razor,I  repositioned
    myself between her legs.  I lifted one of her feet and placed it on  my
    shoulder.   As I grasped one of her cunt lips and held it tight  across
    the  other, I explained how pulling the skin taught made for a  cleaner
    shave.  I worked very slowly at this stage, because I was enjoying  the
    way my finger was nestled into her slit.  I reversed the operation  and
    the job was almost done.
         The  first shave really does require some extra care and work.   I
    wanted  this to be a first class job so I started all over with  a  new
    coat of lather and yet another razor.  I just wanted to make sure there
    was  no  stubble  to spoil the sensation the first  time  she  ran  her
    fingers  over  her bald cunt.  When it was done I wiped away  the  last
    traces of shaving cream with the towel and handed Darlene the lotion.
         She  stood in front of the bathroom mirror and we both watched  as
    she worked the lotion into her skin.  I stared at her cunt as she  took
    her hand away.  It was the sexiest thing I've seen in a long long time.
    Her clit was sticking out almost a quarter of an inch.  It looked  like
    a little tiny pink cock. Darlene saw it too.
         "Oh  look, you can see my little clitty."  As if to prove  it  she
    reached  down and rolled it between her fingers.  "Does it  look  funny
    sticking out like this?"
         Instead  of answering, I knelt on the tile floor in front  of  her
    and planted a kiss right on it.  The added stimulation from her fingers
    had  made  the button swell even more and I had no problem  holding  it
    between  my  lips and teasing it with the tip of  my  tongue.   Without
    looking up I knew Darlene was enjoying it.  The little whimpers told me
    so, but I'm glad I did look up.  She had unhooked the front of her  top
    and was pinching her nipples while I continued to suckle her clit.
         Darlene  liked  her  hairless look as much as I  did.  Whenever  I
    didn't  have  my  tongue or my finger inside her  she  was  looking  in
    mirrors,  trying to get a new view.  At one point she got on her  hands
    and knees, put her hand between her legs and spread her cunt wide open.
    She told me to get the mirror and directed me to adjust it this way and
    that  until  she had a good view.  We both watched as she  worked  one,
    then two and finally three fingers inside.  Darlene pumped her  fingers
    in and out about a dozen times before pulling them free and, almost too
    fast  to  be  seen,  slam in her thumb up to  the  hilt.   Her  fingers
    glistened  with her juice and she put the lubricant to good  use.   She
    used  the  slick goo to lube up her butt hole and then eased  a  finger
    into  it.  She rocked her hand back and forth.  First toward her  cunt,
    and  when her thumb was buried and her finger was about to pop  out  of
    her anus, she reversed the motion.
         I  watched as long as I could and then I had to do  something.   I
    knelt behind her and eased her finger out of her butt and watched for a
    second  as  the sphinter started to close the opening  her  finger  had
    created.   This always reminds me of the door of a  spaceship  closing.
    Before  it  had  a chance to shut all the way, I stuck the  tip  of  my
    tongue in.  As I applied pressure I could feel the muscle relax and her
    asshole  open  up.  I have to be pretty turned on before I give  a  rim
    job, but once I reach that point, it only makes me hotter.
         A flash of light distracted distracted me, for a second I  thought
    someone  had entered the room taken a photo.  When I opened my  eyes  I
    realized  that  Darlene had picked up the mirror from the bed  and  was
    watching.   As  I worked on her ass, Darlene continued  to  finger  her
    cunt.   I  pushed my tongue into her butt as far as I  could  and  held
    still  for a minute.  I could feel her fingers pushing up  against  the
    skin that was surrounding my tongue.
        As I was checking out the next day, I decided to walk past the pool
    so I could say goodbye once more, if Darlene happened to be there.  She
    was  and  lying  on the chair next to her was her  double.   As  I  was
    introduced  to  her  twin  sister Dana, I  noticed  they  were  wearing
    identical  bikinis.  Teenie, tiny identical bikinis and there wasn't  a
    hair  to  be seen except on their heads.  The smile on  Darlene's  lips
    proved  my  suspicion.   I was way behind schedule  already  and  tried
    desperately  to think of a good excuse to have to spend another day  in
    Hawaii.  I knew there wasn't one that would work.
         My eyes were closed for the entire flight across the Pacific,  but
    I didn't sleep a wink, I was watching movies.  Not "Beverly Hills  Cop"
    which was the in-flight film, which is how most of the other passangers
    filled the time.  The movies I watched were in my head.  There was  the
    one  about  Darlene  showing off her hairless cunt to  her  sister  and
    convincing her to remain identical.  And the one about the twins in bed
    together  enjoying  the new access they had to each  other's  oversized
    clits.  And then my favorite, the one about the short mature lady  from
    California,  teaching the look alikes some new twists, and  learning  a
    few.

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         IF  YOU ENJOYED HEARING ABOUT MY TRIP, PLEASE SEND ME A  REPLY.  I
    DON'T  MIND IF YOU MAKE THEM "OPEN REPLIES" SO OTHERS CAN SHARE IN  THE
    FUN.  YOU  COULD  COMMENT ON: OLDER WOMAN/YOUNGER GIRL  SEX,  GAY  SEX,
    ORAL/ANAL SEX, TWINS, OR WHAT IS NEAREST TO MY HEART, SHAVING.  I WOULD
    SUGGEST  THAT  EVERY  FEMALE ON THIS FORUM TRY IT.  I'VE  DONE  IT  FOR
    SEVENTEEN YEARS.  I PROMISE MOST OF YOU WILL LOVE IT AND SO  WILL  YOUR
    PARTNERS.  IF YOU DECIDE IT'S NOT FOR YOU, YOU CAN ALWAYS LET  IT  GROW
    BACK.
         IF  ANY  OF  YOU ARE INTERESTED, I'D BE HAPPY TO  POST  A  MESSAGE
    LISTING  THE ADVATAGES TO BEING HAIRLESS AND COMPLETE INSTRUCTIONS  FOR
    FIRST-TIMERS.  I CONSIDER MYSELF SOMETHING OF AN EXPERT.  I WOULD  LOVE
    TO READ ABOUT YOU EXPERIENCES

         BYE FOR NOW... SYLVIA
 CONSIDER MYSELF SOMETHING