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returned. “You shall see, sweet girl, you shall see.”
    Given the discussion they’d just had, she  shouldn’t have been startled when Bella spread the paste not only up and down her  legs, but also between  them, covering the mound of her cunt. She hissed in her breath slightly as Bella rubbed it there, covering
    the area thoroughly. Again, she wondered if  the wetness from her slit would moisten  her friend’s hand with  something other than  the blue ointment.
    Some minutes later, Bella instructed her to step into  the wooden tub Donnell had  delivered, after which she used a sea sponge  and water to begin rinsing the  paste from  Teesia’s legs. It was only when she removed  the blue from between Teesia’s thighs that  she realized what was happening—all the hair was gone! Teesia  gasped at the sight of  her bared pussy.
    “Fear not, sweet girl,” Bella said, smiling up  at her briefly before refocusing on her  work below. “Ralen will be madly aroused by your hairless cunt.”
    “But…why?”
    Bella shrugged. “Who can say why certain  things arouse us? But count yourself  lucky. Only  the  wealthy can afford this, for it’s very expensive. And the naked flesh  between your legs, my  dear, is…mmm…very  pleasing, indeed.”
    Teesia thought Bella  was overly thorough—rinsing and re-rinsing the area with  sponge and water long after all traces of blue were gone and making the sensitive area  feel swollen and tingly all over again. When  her friend finally ceased, rising back to her feet, Teesia asked, “Do   you   use the cream, too?”

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    Smiling, her friend reached down and pulled up the flowing green billows of her gown to reveal smooth legs and a bare cunt  of her own. “Yes, my dear. Very expensive, but a luxury I indulge in.”
    Teesia bit her lip, studying the other woman’s pussy.  She’d never seen any other besides her own. Bella’s appeared fleshier, hints of pink peeking out from the center slit.
    “Into the bath with you now,” Bella said, letting her dress fall.
    As Bella carefully bathed her  with another sponge, which she lathered with a thick square of soap made by the washer women, she spoke in  soothing tones about relaxation being the key to sexual pleasure. “No boundaries, Teesia,” Bella said softly.  “Relax and  your boundaries will fall away. Relax and you will discover desires yet unknown to you. Open yourself to passion, to whatever feels good. Let your husband please you however he wishes—take joy not  only in  the acts  themselves, but in the giving  of  them.  Give  back  just  as  freely. Follow your instincts and urges, never push them down.” Teesia had let her eyes fall shut,  and it made her all the more aware of the sensations as Bella’s sponge ran slowly over  her breasts, curving down her stomach and between her thighs. She parted her legs,  following the inclination, and let Bella thoroughly wash her there. “Hands, mouth,  even skin—they are your tools of pleasure.  And more than that, you will discover other  tools—not of the flesh—which bring joy.”
    This confused her, but she kept her eyes closed, trying to  remain in her  lulled stateof relaxation. “Tools not of the flesh?”
    She sensed more than heard Bella’s soft titter of sensual laughter as she abandoned the sponge and began unbraiding Teesia’s waist-length hair. “It is  not for me to tell youmore, really. It’s for your husband to teach you, if he chooses. But from what  I’ve heard of Ralen, you may expect some …yes, some   tools   to come into your relationship. Yet trust me,  sweet Teesia, when I say you need not  fear them at all. It’s only a way to vary the pleasure, to take it deeper, with your husband’s help.”
    Bella began pouring small pitchers of warm  water over the length of  Teesia’s hair, and somehow even that became a sensual experience—she was unusually