A simple shave was the impetus for hours of good clean fun.

One hot night late last summer, I had invited my good friend, Suzanne, over for some drinks because my husband was out of town and I was feeling a little lonely. I made a pitcher of vodka and lemonade, and we sat out on the porch chatting, mostly gossiping about this and that. After a while, we headed inside and began idly paging through an issue of Variations that Sean had left lying around. After skimming through a couple of your sexy letters and stories, we came to a picture of a beautiful girl whose cunt was devoid of any hair.

I made a comment about the shaved model and asked my friend if she had ever shaved her own mound. To my surprise, Suzanne answered without hesitation, saying that while she kept her pussy hair trimmed, she had never completely... Read More