. unearthly creature. I could watch her for hours if I have the opportunity. I worship every part of her body, from the tips of her eyelashes to the g...rgeous rosy ovals of her heels. Sometimes I try to convince myself that she is not a goddess after all. Maybe because she rejected me. At fist she liked chatting with me but when she understood I was head over ears in love with her, she started behaving coldly and to avoid me. After that she got arrogant. Yesterday I asked her to go out with me. I giggled once more, not fully used to the light headed feeling of alcohol and lust. I set my glass down move toward you, and settle into your lap then begin to unbutton your shirt. Once I have your bare chest exposed, Mandy joins us, free of her clothes. We begin kissing and nibbling our way down your neck, chest, and tummy. You just lay there, enjoying the wet heat of our kisses. Mandy and I turn to one another and embrace, tit against tit. You groan and reach for our nipples, and roll them. What had she done to me? What WILL she do to me? I heard her tapping on the glass. "You've had enough time. Turn off the water, dry yourself off and then come out here. Move it." I could feel just a slight punctuation of pain in my groin. She must have pressed that damn button to remind me. I got out of the shower, picked up the large towel that she had left for me, dried myself off, and walked into the sitting room. I saw that she had removed the cushions from the coffee table and that she had. Then it seemed to dawn on her why Tara needed a blanket. “Oh, I will find you a blanket, no worries!”It took Diana nearly ten minutes, but she finally located a blanket and brought it to Tara. “You know, I’m a lesbian, but I do enjoy a hot sex scene, no matter who the players are,” she whispered.“Same here,” Tara whispered back.“Enjoy the book, sweetie,” Diana said, winking.Tara draped the blanket over herself and set her book aside. She closed her eyes and imagined she was the main character.