... Alicia hated the suit that Sam had bought for her last summer. It was too large and the colors!!!!!! And it didn't help when Sam said that Alicia looked like Laetitia Casta when she wore it. Alicia thought that she looked like a clown. She wanted a suit like Sam's.

... Sam had two swimsuits, both bikinis. One was white and made by Wicked Weasel. According to Sam and the boys, Wicked Weasel made the smallest swimsuits in the world. But Sam's was not a microminimus, Sam's suit, Alicia had been told, was comparatively modest for a Weasel. The white Weasel suit was usually left wadded up in the towel cabinet next to the pool. It was impossible to predict if Sam was even going to wear a bikini out by the pool but if she staid long she usually put one on so she didn't loose her tan lines.

... Sam's other swimsuit was a black T backed thong made be Venus. This one was usually kept in a drawer in Sam's and John's bedroom. Some times the black suit ended up being left outside and sometimes the white suit ended up in the bedroom. Not a big deal. Sam often went swimming naked. She let Alicia do the same if they were alone at the house but if the boys were around Alicia had to put her suit on, at least the bottoms anyway.

... John wore a thong too but Alicia wasn't sure if it was a swimsuit. If it was a swimsuit he must have had a bunch of them. But Alicia had seen him wear thong underwear that looked just like his 'swimsuit' so maybe he didn't have any swimsuits and just wore his underwear swimming. The boys either wore board shorts or went without. At first all this nudity had bothered Alicia, now it only bothered her that she wasn't allowed to join in completely.

... (Alicia had visited the house before the ugly custody battle between the boy's real mom and Sam -technically the battle had been with Mr. Merati but it was clear Sam had been the real target. Back then Sam had worn more clothes around the house and if you saw her 'goods' with was only by accident. After Sam won the custody battle she'd covered up completely and things were uncomfortable for a while but by last June things had been almost back to where they were before and now they were more ... comfortable ... -at least that's how Alicia thought everybody else was feeling- then they'd ever been.)

... If they went anywhere like they had gone to the beach a few times during the summer, Sam always took the black Venus suit. (According to Sam, John liked the contrast of black against her tanned skin and he liked the lines of the suit.) Alicia had to agree with John that she thought the lines of the Venus suit made Sam's ass look good, nice and rounded but not long or saggy. Alicia wished her butt looked like that. Her 'clown suit' covered most of her butt and the lines were horizontal rather then vertical. And the top ... it was just too big.

... But anything was better then Alicia's old one piece,

... Maybe it had been in style once, but now it just made her feel like a kid (and she'd had it since she was twelve which didn't help). It hadn't been hard to get Sam to agree that she needed a new swimsuit, the one piece was wearing out along the seems and stuff. They'd been shopping, not really planning to get anything and then Sam had turned into a store, she'd seen the 'clown suit' through the window and bought it for Alicia almost before Alicia even knew what was happening.

... It hadn't been until she'd worn it at home and then gone inside and caught sight of herself in the mirror in her bathroom that realized how awful the suit made her look. Alicia hadn't wanted to upset Sam, she was grateful after all for a new suit and it hadn't been cheap but Sam hadn't taken any of Alicia's early hints that there were problems with the suit. (Alicia had hated the times they'd gone to beaches during the summer, the old one piece may have been ugly and coming apart but it wasn't bright green and yellow.)

... Alicia had thought that maybe Sam let her start sunbathing topless with her to get her to stop complaining, couldn't do that in a piece. And even if John thought tan lines were "cute" Alicia was hoping for an all over tan with out any lines. She'd been working on the opportunity with Sam for a while. Which was why she was really annoyed at Sam for making her put the suit on after only a few minutes, she'd rather go inside then tan with the suit on.

... "How come you can go around the guys naked but I always have to cover up?"

... "Because you're seventeen and unattached. I'm at least ten years older then the boys, married to their father and have a lover already."

... Oh! Alicia hadn't really put it together that Sam was worried about the boys and not Mr. Merati. "But at the trial you said-"

... "Oh, take the damn thing off if you want."

... Sam was mad, but Alicia didn't want to argue either. She managed not to just rip the suit off, didn't want to rub in how much she hated it. But she did manage to throw it into the pool when she thought Sam's eyes were closed.

... Alicia repositioned herself. Now she was nervous. Had to keep her legs together and keep her nipples flat if she could. After a moment Sam sat up and removed her top, had she put it on just to keep it fair?

... The boys didn't seem to notice anything different, or if the did they didn't let on. Wise move.

... Sam watched Alicia for a while. Sam had to admit that Alicia's tan lines were pretty awful. Sam knew that if John hadn't said he liked tan lines, and she'd been given enough proof that he did, she'd be eradicating her own as quickly as possible. Sam didn't agree that the bikini was ugly and Alicia would have to go diving for it if she was ever going to the beach again. Something Sam was inclined to suggest to the boys as soon as possible.

... So, why had she insisted that Alicia keep covered when she didn't insist upon the same for herself? Well, she'd been telling the truth when she'd told Alicia that she was worried that the boy's would see her as a sex object but then Alicia had been right when she'd pointed out the hypocrisy of covering what was human and everyone knew was there, just under the surface. And if concealment had much affect on dampening desires, then the Europeans should have come close to dying out during the Victorian age.

... Sam wasn't stupid either. Putting the bio-parts on display didn't effect the opposite either. No, the right kind of clothes made people think about sex much more then just a nude body. If Sam really wanted the guys to not think of Alicia as a sex object then making her cover up every time they came around was the exact wrong thing to do. And though she was loath to admit it, Sam thought the fact that the bikini she'd gotten Alicia was the most conservative one she'd seen in a while had something to do with not only why she chose it but why she'd defended it so strenuously. (It would still work for in public, no matter what Alicia thought.)

... "You should trim your bush."

... "Hmm?"

... "Your pubic hair. If you're going to sunbathe nude, you might want to trim it. Its ... pretty bushy."

... "Oh." Alicia nodded and Sam thought she saw a little smile. "Thanks."

... God, what was she doing? Was she going to show Alicia how it was done? Was she going to advise her to trim it into a 'Playboy' so a lover would be more likely to go down on her?

... Sam rolled over on her back. She really hated having a girl around the house.

 

Click here to read about Sam and Alicia's trip to the beach.

(Warning, this will propel you ahead in the story.)

 

... Apparently Sam and Alicia had been wrong about the boys not noticing anything different. Sam had almost been asleep when she felt cold water hit her and heard Alicia yell. One of the boys had had tossed Alicia's soaking wet Bikini on Alicia while she dozed (splash hitting Sam was a mistake).

... Alicia squealed just like the boys wanted and Alicia threw the wet bikini away. Brad darted in and picked it up again. A moment later the wet thing came flying back, Sam got his with splash again but she was going to play dead for now and see how this worked out. This time Alicia put the wet bikini under her mattress. It didn't take Brad long to start lifting the mattress, while Alicia fought him, enough for Bud to reach in and grab the wet bikini again. Both boys ran off chased by Alicia who now seemed to want the bikini back.

... Sam smiled as the kids played keep away. It was going to be all right. Then keep away became tug of war and Sam wasn't so happy. That ugly bit of cloth had cost over a hundred dollars. Sam was just getting to her feet when she was hit in the face by a wet bikini top. Oh, now they were in for it. Some how Sam ended up in a tug of war with Brad over the bikini bottoms. Brad out weighed Sam but Sam was still stronger, she'd thought. That was until her feet left the ground as Brad twirled her in a circle. Sam was having great butterflies in the stomach but she was laughing too hard to not loose her grip.

... Sam went sailing across the lawn, fortunately. Everything came to a stop shortly after Sam did. Brad was mortified, and Sam knew him well enough now to know it was sincere mortification. They all came around to see if she was all right. Sam waited just long enough and then she bounced onto her feet. She grabbed Brad around the middle and just barely lifted him off his feet. (God, either she was getting weaker or he was putting on weight. John had said their active sex life should provide enough exercise for the two of them, but not if she was going to tackle and carry hundred something pound teenagers. She was going to have to get some gym equipment)

... Sam carried Brad, not easily, across the yard and managed to hurl him into the pool. Bud of course shoved Sam into the pool right behind him, at least she assumed it was Bud. Anyway Bud came flying into the pool himself a moment later.

... Sam managed to get the water out of her eyes in time to see Alicia calmly walk back to her chase lounge and lie down again to continue sunbathing. TEENAGE GIRLS!!

... That evening, after dinner, Sam brought what was left of the bikini (it was still serviceable, if pulled out of shape) to Alicia in her room. Sam had told Bud and Brad to find what was left of it outside and bring it to her. "Okay, you need a new swimsuit, what do you want?"

... "One like your black one."

... "My black one? Your ass will hang out."

... Alicia gave Sam a look like she thought Alicia was an idiot.

... "Alicia, your ass is too big-"

... "You always say that."

... "Then do something about it." Sam glared back at Alicia. "Tell you what. I have to do some conditioning myself. We'll buy some used equipment and put it in your room."

... "In my room?"

... "Uh huh. That way we can work out together and encourage each other."

... "And that way no one will see that you're working out?" Sam just looked at her with out responding. "By the way, why do you need to work out? You look great."

... "Well thank you but when I picked Brad up it was all I could to carry him a little ways. And you saw the way he threw me. I need to build up some muscle so I can pick him up, carry him and throw him."

... Alicia was staring at Sam. "What?"

... "I don't know if that's the best or the worst reason I've ever heard for getting into shape."

... "How about, its my reason?"

... Alicia nodded.

... "Okay, Venus, T back, can you bring them up on your computer?"

... "Sure." Alicia sat down at her computer and brought up the Venus website. As they searched the site it became clear to Sam that Alicia wanted something even more revealing then Sam's T back. Sam saw a black one piece that she thought would be great but Alicia didn't like it at all.

... "Why not?"

... "Its the breasts."

... "Yes?" It couldn't be that the suit was too revealing.

... "I don't like cleavage."

... "You don't li-" Sam stopped herself. According to surveys, most women had problems with their body image, so if Alicia didn't like cleavage ... Well that was her thing. The Wunderbra people would just have to do with out her.

... "Okay, can you show me what you would like?"

... Alicia nodded then she dug through some stacks of papers on her desk. She finally pulled out what Sam thought was one of Bud's magazines. Alicia had it folded back to a picture of a woman in a very small bikini.

... Sam admitted that the model did bare a certain resemblance to Alicia and her breasts were about the same size. But the model's breasts had an unnatural firmness to them and Alicia's breasts were on the "soft" side. The same suit would not do good things for Alicia. But of course Alicia wouldn't be convinced of that until she tried it for herself. And maybe not then.

... Sam dumped out of the Venus site. If Alicia was determined to get something that she would probably end up not liking. Then Venus and Ujena were too expensive. And Sam might as well get Alicia something that Sam could wear if she ended up not liking it. A Wicked Weasel suit might have to come all the way from Australia but they didn't price their suits like they had confused square centimeters of material with square yards. Sam didn't need a new Weasel herself but she wouldn't mind one.

... "One thing. Even if I order you a suit tonight. I will not let you put it on until you have trimmed some flesh off that ass of yours. Understand me?"

... Alicia nodded, but she was smiling.

... Alicia was delighted with the wickedweasel.com site. They had thousands of photos of their actual customers actually wearing the suits on real beaches, in public. Sam let Alicia settle on a G string in pink. Not a microminimus but more then small enough. It was nothing but a couple of strings on the back side.

... Sam wasn't pleased about that but if she insisted on a tailbone covering triangle then it would be a duplicate of Sam's. And if she required something larger ... Sam felt as if she was on thin as here so, she would let Alicia have a suit the size of Sam's own or one degree more risqué. But that was as far as she would go.

... Sam was surprised when their biggest disagreement turned out to be over the top. Alicia saw a bandeau/tube top that matched the G string. Sam not only hated bandeau tops but with Alicia's heavy breasts it would be resting on her stomach.

... Sam tried to show Alicia the problem on a better endowed girl but this bandeau top was sheer and Alicia was going on about how she wanted a sheer suit.

... "No, Alicia. I am not getting you a sheer when wet or dry suit. If, and I say, if, after a month of wearing the suit I get you at the beach and in public. You still want a sheer one, you can order one and pay for it with your own money. But I'll hold you to the same deal, if you don't keep your body tight, the Weasels are mine and you go back to 'the clown suit.' Understand?"

... Alicia nodded.

... So they went on to choose a top. Again Alicia wanted the smallest possible and Sam tried to find examples to show that just wasn't a good idea.

... Again Sam finally had to just say it was going to be her way or nothing.

... While they were scanning their way to completing their order they saw Wicked Weasel T shirts and Baby Ts.

... "I didn't know they made baby Ts."

... "Neither did I." Although Sam thought they might look good on Alicia, "Let's see if you like the swimsuits before you start going around with their name on your chest."

... Alicia agreed but then she saw the tiny cotton halter tops. Alicia desperately wanted one of those.

... Sam wouldn't even discuss it.

... Alicia was shocked when Sam ordered a dozen G Naughty panties and another dozen Cobweb G Strings. Sam wrapped up the order without explanation. She'd already explained a great deal more that evening then either of them were comfortable with.

... And once the order was done there was something else uncomfortable to talk about. Sam found an entirely too close up picture of a girl's ass in the kind of suit Alicia had chosen

and left it on the monitor.

... "Okay, they won't get here for at least a week, probably longer. Not much time to take weight off your ass. But I don't know if you noticed but you've bought another problem for yourself."

... "The trimming?" Sam nodded and Alicia looked at the screen. "I'll have to do more then a simple trim to make sure nothing shows."

... "Uh huh."

... "What do they call that?"

... "What?"

... "When you take all the hair off your ...?"

... "Your what? Pussy? Vulva? Labia?-"

... Alicia liked "labia."

... "They call it a lot of things. I call it a 'Playboy.' "

... "Yeah, that's it. Isn't that supposed to make men give you a blow job?"

... "'Blow job?' No, licking, cunnallings, go down on you, yes. But you don't want them to blow into you. On the outsides is okay, inside is not. And, no, it won't make a man go down on you. But it might encourage him to, after all he can't complain anymore about getting hair in his mouth."

... "But is that like ... Does that feel good?"

... "Its the best thing he can do short of loving you with his heart and soul."

... "Okay."

... "Yeah, put that on the 'to do list.' "

... Alicia smiled. "But do you have to go to .. a hair and nail salon to-"

... "Some will do it. And they'll do a good, quick and lasting job but I'm afraid I just can't open my legs for a stranger with hot, or even cold, wax, etc."

... Alicia nodded.

... "I'd let John do it if he wanted to but I don't really have the guts to ask him. So as far as I'm concerned, and unless you get yourself a job -because a salon will charge about a hundred bucks- this is a do-it-yourself-at-home procedure."

... "Uh."

... "Yeah, that's what I thought you'd say. So get yourself a fresh razor, some hair shears and nail scissors and meet me in your bathroom in a few minutes." Sam got her personal shaving cream from under the counter in her bathroom and retrieved the wet Weasel thong from the laundry room and put it back on.

 

... The downstairs bathroom was tiny. It had been designed just for guests and cleaning oneself off after being outside. Sam sat down on the counter and had Alicia take up the toilet. Sam didn't particularly like the idea of Alicia examining her between the legs but Sam remembered doing practically the same with a friend at college.

... Sam had the wet thong on again. "Now yours maybe a little smaller then this but this should give you an idea of how to do it. First you take your scissors, usually hair clippers are too long and while finger nail scissors are frustratingly small if you do it ever day, just like your legs and under arms, nail scissors should be fine for keeping up with growth."

... "Do you have to do it everyday?"

... "No. But if you let it grow in then it itches and it takes more work when you do trim it. The shaving part is a real nuisances and it will itch and burn at first. The more you do it the more used to it your skin becomes and the less it hurts each time, but ..."

... "That means you have to do it every day."

... Sam was nodding. "Uh huh. Okay." Sam put her feet together and spread her knees. She saw several hairs sticking out around the bikini. "I usually don't bother with keeping myself trim enough for this thong, I only worry about the black one and that covers more but the first part is easy. You just trim around the edges, any hairs that stick out get cut." Sam began to trim.

... "Wouldn't it be easier to just cut it all off?"

... "Yes, it sure would but then ... well you look-"

... "Kind of weird?"

... "Yeah, kind of weird. But if no one but you and your lover are going to see it and he likes it bare then hey, go for it. But if you do that, I'm not going to let you go for an all over tan."

... Alicia nodded.

... "Okay, now you will have too much hair to do it this way because you'll end up cutting my thong and I won't be happy about that. What you can do though is ..." Sam looked around. "Do you have a pen or pencil?"

... "Just a minute." Alicia got up and ran to her room, she came back later with a ball point pen.

... "Great." Sam carefully traced around her thong. "Okay, any hairs with roots outside the line get cut, hair inside the line just gets trimmed short enough so they can't reach out from under."

... "That's why you told me before that I should trim my hair."

... Sam nodded. Then she tilted her hips back farther and spread her knees wider. "The hard part is this area here around the sides of the labia and from the bottom of the labia to your anus. It's perfectly normal to have hair all the way to, around and even beyond your anus. Unfortunately the suit you chose will show all of that so it has to be trimmed and then shaved off."

... Sam got off the counter and stood up. She pulled the thong off and handed it to Alicia. "Your turn."

... Alicia had a great deal more hair and was even able to make use of the hair shears. First she traced then she trimmed then Sam had her put the thong back on and look in the mirror. "Yew!"

... "Yeah, not a girls best side but trust me, lots of guys think it looks really hot."

... "Yew!"

... More trimming.

... "Okay, delicate part." Sam spread shaving cream first around her pubic hair above her vulva and shaved off everything she'd trimmed down to the skin. Then she spread cream over her entire labia, where she'd trimmed all of the hair back with the nail scissors while Alicia had been doing the same with the shears. Sam carefully shaved this way and that, while pushing things that way and this. She exaggerated how careful she was because she was trying to show Alicia how to be careful and ... well the skin was going to be very sensitive for both of them.

... "Then you just wash up with hot water."

... "This is going to take like an extra hour before school every morning."

... "This is why lots of women shower before going to bed."

... Alicia nodded that she understood and then she began her own shaving process. Sam was not interested in watching Alicia shave herself but she stuck it out because this was her first time.

... "How does it feel?"

... "Weird."

... "Yeah, well, if you can remember back that far, you've had more years without then you've had with."

... Alicia shrugged.

... "Warm water, baby oil, that kind of stuff, will help with the itching. Nothing will make the itching go away, unless you let it grow out again."

... Alicia nodded.

... "Didn't know you were getting yourself into so much trouble by just ordering a swimsuit did you?" Alicia shook her head. "I'll leave this shaving cream here until you get your own. Technically you don't need to shave so much off, even with a Wicked Weasel but you'll have to see what works for you once they get here." Which brought up a good question? Why had she done this with Alicia this evening? Why hadn't she waited until the G string showed up in the mail? Because she just wanted to? She was in the mood to?

... "Uh, one more thing. I want you to be careful when you're sunbathing and walking around with out from now on."

... Alicia frowned at Sam.

... "Keep your legs closed."

... Then Alicia got it. "You think a naked slit would be too much for the boys?"

... "Something like that."

 

... Sam took her razor back up to her own bathroom. She took a shower and rubbed in some lotion. She'd forgotten about the change until John noticed it later, in bed.

... "Uhm, something is different?"

... "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot to warn you."

... John's hands spread Sam's legs wide and then his fingers explored her labia. "Nice."

... "Really?"

... "Very smooth." John rubbed the head of his cock all over Sam's labia and against her clit. He even brought her off, just rubbing his cock against her clit. She couldn't remember the last time he'd done that.

... Sam didn't like the feel of the condom against her bare skin a little while later and his own pubic hair tickled her terribly. Afterwards John couldn't seem to keep his hands off her labia. "So, do you like it?"

... "Uhm, I think I like a little fur better. But that doesn't mean I'm not going to make the best of this opportunity." John knew that Sam liked for him to take her sex in his mouth but he was still uncomfortable with that. So he got some massage oil and kept Sam awake most of the night.