Since I was a little girl I have only been attracted to other females. Ihave been in number of long term relationships with women and never beeneven v...guely interested in men. Then I met you' She paused and took a sipof her wine. 'Yep, then I met you. When I met you two weeks ago I damnnearly creamed my panties. It confused the hell out of me to be honest.Here I am a life long lesbian and I am creaming my panties for a male'she continued. She took another sip of her wine. I knew that this was. I couldn't understand why she was angry, it was a simple question."Yeah? Well, that's the fifth time you've 'forgotten' in the last week. Are you jealous of our arrangement?" Excuse me? I asked you a simple question, and you bit my head off." Just admit it, you miss having me all to yourself. You miss having control over where I am and who I'm seeing." Fine, have it your way. You know, things were a lot easier when we were sleeping together! At least then I knew where I stood. Now it changes. Since then, she’d had no reputation worth saving around most of the place, but she’d never made the same mistake again and no better man had appeared to sweep her off to a better place. There was no better place, she decided. This was all that there was — and it was ending. Her poor wages as a seamstress in a shop didn’t bring in enough to keep her and her young son fed and her father’s small pension would disappear as soon as he’d drawn his last breath. While he’d still been an able man, her. She snuggled deeper into her seat and let her thoughts drift back to the enigmatic woman she continued to visualize drifting past her cozy little cubicle. What would making love with her be like, she wondered? Vickie’s only lesbian experience had been when Damon surprised her one night during an alcohol-laced party by bringing an attractive young woman into their bed. At first she was shocked and found it to be scary and distasteful. However, with Damon’s persistent urging she reluctantly.