"What's the matter, Mindy? Are you okay? Do you want me to stop talking about this?" No, no, it's fine. It's just..." Mindy looked up through her tear... and saw Sandy's look of concern. But she also saw what was behind that look – the warmth and compassion, which were the very reasons that Mindy had such strong feelings for her.But now, that look also meant something different to Mindy. She had made passionate love to this woman. Sandy had licked her to orgasm in the middle of a restaurant.. His silent companion never spoke, but he took notes in a small, spiral bound notebook that he pulled from his pocket.Damien had me digging up memories that I hadn’t known were there. Like the first time I met Christine. I was three and she was two. I remember her mother sitting her down in front of me on the grass while she was talking to my mother. Christine had the brightest blue eyes I had ever seen and I was fascinated.When we finally left, late that night, I was hoarse and felt like I had. She grabbed me and kissed me as I stood up and said "I want you to fuck me I want to taste your cock deep down my throat I want to eat your cum Mr. Rogers" I was not sure what took over me I grabbed her hand and lead her to the front door. We stepped in and stood at the door way kissing. Then it hit me my wife would be home. Then I heard my wife's voice "Who the fuck is this" Beth broke our kiss and I could tell she was scared. I turned to my wife and for what ever reason I looked at her and. “You’ll never guess what happened to me on the way home last night!”The two girls giggled, and squealed in amazement and excitement as Lauren related her latest escapade to her friend, firstly on the bus to the station and then on the train into town. Nikki thought that Lauren had been very lucky not to have been seriously hurt - her mother had told her of local girls who had been attacked in cars and on lonely roads at earlier times in the evening than Lauren’s experience.“My mum says that one.