OK, you couldn't really call Janie "Beautiful." She had mousy blondish brown hair, deep set eyes and kinda cone shaped little tits. No, you wouldn't brag to your pals that you took out Janie Walsh. But our families had been close friends when we lived in New York and we continued that friendship when both families ended up moving to California.
So, we celebrated Thanksgiving together, alternating homes each year. I liked going to Janie's house because we younger people, my sister and her brother included, would shut ourselves up in Janie's room and play Yatzee. The adults would be drinking and talking and eventually we would all sit down to dinner. Yeah...they would drag out that stupid card table "For the kiddies" which was so wiggly that it almost collapsed if you cut a slice of turkey! But, sometimes, we might even get a little bit of champagne to liven up the celebration.
One year, we got more than a little champagne when the adults decided to "Walk off" the mammoth turkey dinner and we were left alone. Janie was just 18 then and she was the ringleader of the festivities. So we all drank an orange juice size glass of the bubbly and my sisters and Janie's brother conked out in the living room after not too long. Janie invited me outside to take in the view.
The Walsh's house was high in the hills overlooking the San Fernando Valley, outside of Los Angeles, and the view was spectacular from their back yard.
"There's the little dipper!" Janie said excitedly. She pointed to the constellation in the clear autumn sky. I moved right behind her...as much to keep warm as to be romantic. Janie apparently interpreted my move a little differently. She moved back against me bringing the cheeks of her butt right into my groin. She then delicately moved her fresh young ass against me until it was impossible to ignore her intentions. I moved my mouth up to Janie's ear and, with nothing to say, I simply nuzzled her a bit.
Janie turned around and the next thing I knew we were kissing! Now, Janie wasn't my girlfriend or anything but I've come to understand over the years that she might have had a crush on me back then. What I mean is...she was kissing me and I was, you know, going along with it.
So I stuck my tongue into Janie's mouth like "Jack" from a dirty book I'd found while walking home from high school one day. Boy...Jack didn't miss a trick! Anyway Janie gasped and eagerly returned my kiss. I must admit, even though I didn't "Like" Janie...in the High School sense of the word, I sure wanted her right at that moment.
Then we heard our parents drunkenly huffing and puffing their way up the street and the spell was broken.
Later, just before we went home, Janie motioned quietly for me to follow her into her room. She gently closed the door as it was against "The Rules" back then to be in her bedroom with the door closed. Janie's eyes flashed at me as she reached under her mattress. "Look at this!" She said smiling. "Look what I found!" It was a magazine. Kind of like the nudist magazines that you used to see back then...but dirtier! It was called "Naked Gallery" and all the women were shaved!
Now...this was very unusual for the late sixties. I mean, you were hard up just to see a girl with so much pubic hair you couldn't see what she had at all down there. I mean, it was a mystery back then! But not in that magazine! Hoo Boy! All these photos! No sets either, just individual shots. The cream of the crop, I guess. Smooth pink pussy lips! Nothing left to the imagination! A gorgeous brunette...who looked a bit like Janie's mom, on her hands and knees with her tiny asshole showing!
Yes I got hard! And yes, Janie was getting excited too. We both were a bit out of breath after our unexpected kiss out back and now...lewd photos!
"Now, why did those girls do that?" Janie asked. "Shave, I mean."
"How should I know!" I said, my eyes still locked on the centerfold photo before me. A beautiful curly haired blonde knelt facing away from me...and she was smiling and reaching back to pull down her white panties. Her tight asshole and, just below, her smooth pink pussy was on display.
"Well, you're a guy!" She said, stating the obvious. "You must have some idea. Do you think the pictures are sexy?"
My mind boggled at Janie's question. Do I think they're sexy? Holy shit! I'd never seen anything like this in my life. My "Boner" was so hard I was sure Janie would see it. My Mom and Dad are getting ready to leave out in the hall and how am I gonna get in the car without anyone noticing? And she wants to know if I think they're sexy?
