Last week I had gone swimming to a lovely beach near Bombay. It was secluded and my best friend Katy said she would come with me too. I hadn't shaved my armpits since I was a teenager and in the past fifteen years it had grown to quite enormous proportions. The thick jet-black bushy hair in my unshaven armpits was a sight especially when I raised my arms overhead.
I hadn't known Katy for long but she was very beautiful and I longed to seduce her. I knew that she was depressed, as she had broken up with her boyfriend.
As we drove to my beach house I looked at her. She was in a traditional Indian sari. Her blouse was tight and her breasts seemed large and appetizing. I longed to put my mouth and suck at her succulent melons. I wondered if she was hairy. Was her pubic hair thick and bushy like mine or was it trimmed. Her sleeved blouse did not show whether her armpits were hairy. How I longed it to be thick and bushy and whether she liked hairy women. How would she react when she saw my hirsute body?
I put my thoughts behind me as we reached the house. She went to her room to unpack. I called to her to put on her swimsuit while I went to my room to change. She soon called to me "Bela why don't we go to the pool instead of the beach, we can go to the beach tomorrow" I wondered why and quickly changed into my bikini.
As I went to the pool I noticed that she had her arms pressed to her side. She asked me "Do you have a razor."
