RECONNECTING WITH MIREILLE
I could still remember the last time when we made love for the entire day, and the look on her face as I slid her thong to her ankles when she took great delight in showing me her bald pussy, wanting to impress me with it. She did impress me. At the time I wanted to ask her the why and how she had a bald pussy for the first time I had known her, though I didn’t get around to asking. Why not ask now, I mused as I set about answering her email. “Hi Mireille, so pleased you asked am I up for a coffee or drink? Of course I am up to it. I can still recall the look on your face the last time we met when you took great delight …