Bilay took off her pants and left them rolled up. Normally, seeing that would have irritated Charlie but her eyes were otherwise occupied. “You like it?” asked Bilay, swaying sensuously. Charlie said nothing, just stared. Bilay’s pubic hair was thick, curly, full like the hair on her head and …quite colourful. Somehow, she’d dyed it purple and pink in an ombre, and, as she shimmied, the sun winking through the Venetian blinds picked the teardrop jewels arranged around her belly …
