Of all my friends, she was the only other one who was a lesbian. I never really was involved in the LGBT community so I met all my friends at school a...d they all turned out to be straight, except her. Neither of us had girlfriends, but I had never really thought of her in a sexual way, though I admit she was very attractive. She did seem a bit flirty sometimes, and had a knack for talking with a cute voice.We were pretty close, in that we had known each other for a few years and knew all kinds. “I don't understand. You like him, but You want him to stop hitting on you?" Yes, he is an ass hole to you. I don't like that, that is why I want it to be over. If he gets to have sex with me, he won't need to feel threatened by you, and he will calm down, I think. Then we will go back to how it was." So, you like him?" I asked with trepidation."I do, I guess. But It is killing me inside, knowing that you are suffering even more than usual," she said in an apologetic voice."What do you want to. She was totally at ease being nude in our home and in the backyard, where she would garden and swim. She loved gardening, and had planted some vegetables and had a large flower bed behind the pool. She would go out and work every day in the backyard. She turned a golden brown in the sun, and didn't have any tan marks on her from clothing.John, as we came to find out, also liked gardening in his backyard. He would go out in the early morning and garden and water his yard, and would come back. "Mark looked into the trunk and noticed a small stool, they bent him overand placed his butt down on it, swinging his legs in. There were severalstraps here and there and they busied then selves to strapping in thebound captive, Mark just sat in shock. He was flabbergasted and didn'tknow what to do, there was nothing he could do. She had taken completecontrol of him, body and soul. He looked weekly at her as she smiled athim as the door of the trunk closed and he was lost in.