I followed Tinainto our changing room, relieved the worst was over.Once inside, Tina unceremoniously removed her robe, dropping it in alarge laundry bin. She turned to face me, smiling. Her body lookedwonderful, her pussy now soft, smooth, totally hairless and inviting. Irealize how much I missed kissing and licking her there. It had alwaysbeen as exciting for me as her. Now seeing it again, made me miss iteven more. I blushed, as she motioned for me to do the same. I wasembarrassed, as I knew my body looked far less masculine than when Istarted this morning. Unlike her pussy, which exuded feminine sexuality,my soft, small cock, no longer surrounded by a bush, was decidedly non-masculine, and looked more like a prepubescent boys' dickie than a man'scock. It was a mere bump, sitting tightly on top of a small sack barelyshowing the bulges of the tiny nuts inside. The only thing worse, wasnow at the end of my long, smooth legs there were polished toenails tocomplete the feminine look.. ‘And, don’t come into the bathroom until I call you…’ My God… the next five or ten minutes seemed like an eternity. I was hard even before I was fully undressed and I was just about hopping from foot to foot in an agony of frustrated longing until she eventually summoned me. I walked to the bathroom and, with my heart pounding like a jackhammer in my chest, I pushed open the door. The shower was running at full blast, the water echoing with a steady roar against the empty tub, and the room was hot and close with clouds of steam. Anya had placed a towel on the floor against the foot of the toilet and she was standing facing me. She wore, about her hips, something she had used a number of times before, consisting of a narrow, studded leather strap around her waist with two even thinner straps extending downward and running beneath her on each side of her mound. Way underneath, I knew, was a ring connecting to a second set of straps that attached to the back of the belt an spread her.
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