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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... taking the time to feel me up liberally as he adjusted it. I looked down at myself, then I moved over and looked in a full length mirror he brought out and I turned to Glenn and said, "There is no way they won't arrest me in this!"

Glenn smiled and shook his head and said, "No they won't bother you, not as long as you stay inside the fairgrounds."

The salesman assured us that the suit was legal in this state, but I could see my nipples plainly and my pubic hair stuck out on either side of the tiny strip of cloth that covered my slit. Glenn said, "That won't do." Then he turned to the salesman and asked, "Do you have a razor?"

The salesman went into the back and came back out with his personal razor and some shaving cream and a damp towel. Glenn asked him if he would like to do the honors and with a big smile he squatted down and pulled the suit away from my pussy and soaped up my pubic hair. I didn't have a lot of pubic hair, thankfully. I have naturally blonde hair and my pubic patch is a thin covering of fine blonde hair which hides nothing. It was gone quickly, despite the fact that he was taking his sweet time.

After he stood up I turned back to the mirror and I realized that I could see my slit clearly. I shook my head and turned around. I searched through my crowd of admirers and found Lyle, the member of our crowd who is a lawyer. I asked him what he thought and he shrugged and said, "My legal opinion is that it is not legal, but that you will probably get ...

... away with it in here, as Glenn said. They encourage that kind of thing in these places."

"What about all the kids?" I asked.

Lyle said, "They don't let them in if they are under sixteen without a parent, and they have signs at the gate warning of the possibility of seeing nudity. It isn't that uncommon at these things."

My friend, Lisa, was standing nearby and she said, "You might as well wear it, you already lost all of your pubic hair."

She was grinning and I couldn't tell if she was enjoying my discomfort or maybe just a bit jealous.

I shrugged and Glenn put his arm around me again and we headed up to the area where all of the food was being sold. The number of people following us had more than doubled.

When we got to the top of the small hill where all of the food vendors were clustered we staked out several large picnic tables and Glenn handed me some money and told me to get him a coffee and a breakfast burrito and whatever I wanted. So I went and got in line and Lisa followed close behind me.

As we inched forward she said, "You have a really pretty ass. I never realized it before."

I smiled and said, "It was never totally exposed before."

She then asked what I knew she was dying to know. "Girl, what the hell happened to you in that tent last night?! I never in my life heard sounds like that!"

I pulled her closer and put my arm around her shoulder and in as few words as possible I told her about Glenn and the huge slab of meat that he had ...