A Fairy Tale Part 2

"That was Brandon?" Denise laughed. "He's pretty yummy."

"You think so?" I stuck out my tongue.

"I know so!" Denise said. "Kind of...Rich."

"You're such a pervert." I laughed.

"Me? You're the one who put it in my face, remember?"

"What? I remember you turning around, that's what I remember."

"Well, you woke me up anyway, so you're the pervert."

"I'm just queer, remember?" I laughed. "What's your excuse?"

"Do I need one?" She gave me an innocent look with her big green eyes and I
sighed helplessly.

"Nope." I shook my head and watched Denise trim her pussy with a little
plastic razor. "You should shave all of it."

"God!" She rolled her eyes. "Have you seen my pussy?"

"Yeah, it's pretty. Shave it smooth, it'll look so cool." I told her.

"You shave yours."

"I will, if you do it too." I promised.

"Really?" She looked up at me.

"No, I'm lying." I said sarcastically. "Yeah, what do you think?"

"You do it for me then." She held out the razor. "Then I'll do you."

"Okay." I agreed and her pussy was going to look sweet without any hair at
all on it. "You got shaving cream?"

"In the bag." Denise jerked her head towards her straw bath bag, hanging
from one of the unused shower faucets nearby. "Hey Amy."

"Hi." Amy Welch walked into the showers, tall and blonde and looking like,
I dunno, she just stepped out of a Playboy centerfold, or better than
that. Like she belonged in a Victoria's Secret catalogue.

"Hi Amy." I smiled at her and felt my nipples pop. If I wasn't a real
lesbian, that girl would make me one. She was the most beautiful woman I'd
ever seen and Denise agreed with me, so I knew it wasn't just me.

"Hi, uh..."