Chapter 123: - Sara Pellerin, 29, Schoolgirl Bob...

Carole called Sara, “I’m picking you up at noon — lunch is on me. And we’re starting at Wendy’s. I need a touchup an’ you’re gonna lose that bush.”

Sara giggled, “What makes you think I have a bush?”

“I have a good feel for pussies.” Click.

For a change, Sara wasn’t wearing a baggy sweatshirt. She and Carole both had on thigh-length tees — pink and white, respectively.

Wendy herself led them into a private booth with two sheet-covered massage tables. Carole immediately took off her tee and panties. Sara hesitated only a moment and followed suit.

She had kept herself in shape. Wide shoulders for a girl. Perky boobs and a tucked-in waist. No jiggly fat — just a taut little body.

Sara did have a large, untrimmed bush, which she felt the need to explain, “Ever since Charles left, I jess kinda let things go.”

Carole boldly touched her friend’s pussy, “That was then, this is now. What do you think, Wendy?”

“Lie down, hon, let me see.”

Sara lay on her back, her cheeks just a little pink. Wendy ran her finger up and down, “She has a lovely little cunt, Carole. Full Brazilian. I’ll do her hair too.”

“Good — the works.”

Four of Wendy’s Korean girls came in — two apiece.

It took almost an hour with showers, shampoos, snipping and clipping. Sara hadn’t been dowdy before — she was an attractive young woman. But the schoolgirl bob and the bald pussy were transformative — physically and psychologically.

At the end, as Carole had instructed Wendy, the Korean girls did a fingertip massage on their two customers. Carole and Sara lay on their backs, and Carole held her friend’s hand, “This is my favorite part.”

As four hands began exploring the body, Sara was momentarily startled. “Oh.” She glanced at Carole who winked, “Relax, hon. Relax and enjoy.”

Sara was easily aroused, and climaxed almost before she realized how close she was. Carole squeezed her hand, “Close your eyes, babe, let them work their magic.”

Sara squeezed back.

At lunch, at Contrary’s Mary’s, Carole kept the conversation lively, “I needed to cum, how about you?”

Sara didn’t look away, didn’t even blush, ‘Probably more than you did.”

“I really like the new you — you have a lovely little pussy.”

“Thank you.”

“When we get home, I’m taking a picture. For Richie. Well, for me too, but mainly for him — he has a crush on you.”

“Oh?”

“You’ll pose for me?”

Sara looked at her steadily, “Yes.”

Richie was Carole’s not-so-secret weapon. And she had two others available to her — Kitty and Jared. Naomi and Randy. She’d probably use Kitty and Jared in a more public setting. Save Naomi and Randy for personal appearances.