I had noticed girls at school and in the locker room, but it didn't really occur to me that there could be something more than friendship between girl.... That world of lesbians was totally outside of my reality. It was strictly for "them" on TV or the internet. But not anymore. And I found myself thinking about it more and more. I started watching my friends at school more closely. Watching my female teachers more closely. And looking at my mom, her friends, and especially Margie in a. “Samuel,” it came so faint it seemed almost a moan. Her book closed, forgotten.“W-would you lie down and let me—” the feverish wave that travelled to his groin prevented him from completing the sentence.Her gaze darted down to her slippers, hiding under her prudish skirts. God, prudish must be the most erotic thing since the invention of the wheel, for it turned him on in seconds. He had gone so hard it ached.Their eyes continued absorbing each other, her finger clawed at her skirts in a clear. . ahem, enhance your experience!”“Thank god for small favors!” came Maria’s sassy response, “Speaking of which: do you need some blood from me, boss? It’s been quite a while...”After Aurora’s contract was complete, she indeed returned to Nashville as well, stopping over in Chicago to see her parents for a day — only to find out that we had met in her absence while I desperately searched for her. Just a little embarrassing. She promised that we would all meet again in the near-term future.She. ..." .. my words trailed into a moan."That's what I want for you, Dawn," she said, as she pushed me forward gently. I was momentarily unbalanced, took a step forward and began to topple, then caught myself with my hands on the wall on either side of the mirror. Lisa angled my cock slightly upward and stroked rapidly, and the first streams of creamy white spunk landed against the mirror's image of me, hitting my reflected breasts. I watched it drip slowly downward, a line down the corset and.