Lucy would have never thought she ever let a lesbian shave her bush to get a job, but this wasn’t for any old job or by any lesbian. When their eyes locked back on each other, she started to have a strange feeling stirring within her and couldn’t break away from her gaze. It was loose-fitting and only covered half of her breasts with a hint of her areola sticking out. Lucy couldn’t believe that she was in the same room with Amanda Ashbrooke and wanted to ask her so many questions. In her rush to put the dress back on did so without care that she didn’t know that a nipple was sticking out of it and was hard as a bullet. She wasn’t supposed to find pleasure in being caressed sexually by a woman and knew that she should put an end to it. She tried to picture men in exotic ways to keep herself from having impure thoughts about Amanda, but it made things worse. The longer it went on the more she got
