Cun – no. Twat – definitely not. I’d reluctantly settled on vulva, taking refuge in the medical term. To make matters worse, other than the dirt... hair, it hadn’t changed a bit. I still had a peach of a mound bisected by the tiniest slivers of labia. That it hadn’t changed, that, when hairless, I still looked like me down there, made things a little easier. But the stubble? And I didn’t even have a razor. Rat bastard Dad. Not that he would’ve known what I needed a razor for. I pulled the panties. He turned and the hotel manager was there.Reg immediately asked,”Oh. Good morning sir. I was about to order two cooked breakfasts please, for me and our babsitter, Sandra. She says she doesn’t want black pudding.”“I will note that, Mr Robertson, but I thought I should point out the Daily Trumpet. Page three is of interest.”“Right. I’ll take that and check it out first.”“Sit down, please, before you read it, sir. Coffee for two, I presume?”“Yes, please. We are the only ones awake enough for. More

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