Rachel asks what is wrong, and Connie tells her that she and her boyfriend had finally broken up. It was a mutual decision, but Connie is still upset ...bout it. Rachel hugs Connie, patting her back, and she pressed her body against Connie’s despondent body. Rachel feels a little guilty that Connie’s crisis is kind of turning her on and causes her panties to flood. Rachel tells Connie she wants to take her out for drinks after work if she feels up to it. Rachel takes her to a lesbian bar, but. ”“Give in? It wasn’t something you wanted?”“I was scared. More out of ignorance than anything. But I loved him so I let him. And it was beautiful. Not the greatest physical experience, but at the time, I was so in love that it just made it perfect. And from that point on, our relationship went straight to hell. Once you cross that line you can’t go back. It became about finding times and places we could do it. He became obsessed and I certainly liked it well enough to want to keep doing it. But. He looked past her tears and focused on her sexy petite body. His hunger grew inside as he tried to figure out his next move. "Sit up you lil bitch,I wanna see your tits." She sat up in the bed and removed her top. She wore no bra so they were free for his eyes to see. His lustful old eyes began to twinkle at the sight.He took his hand and rubbed his cock as he stared. Sara sat there feeling dirty inside but she did as she was told. Then he pushed her back on the bed and shimmied off her. "Kyle just laughed and tried to adjust his swelling member without Sharon noticing. She did of course."You poor guys," she said, "Fancy sitting here watching some quality porn and not being able to have a stroke like you do in your bedroom." I'm not having a stroke," Kyle said in his defence. "I'm just reorganising the tackle."Sharon giggled and set about thinking about how many men she'd had that lost their virginity with her. There was a few, but they were all many years before. What she did.