’ ‘Hi Julie. I’m Tom Briscoe from Texas and will be into your bar to visit you in a day or two, probably in the evening.’ ‘Oh you work only ...n evenings, good. Listen I’m a guest in Barton & Bridge Towers just opposite you guys. They have all sorts of drinks here but no beer. Could you get one of your guys as a special favor to zap up with a dozen of light ale, any label, I’ll hand across fifty bucks.’ ‘Hi again. Oh, that’s good. Lovely of you Julie. You are a sweetheart. Here’s the address. Got. Nobody knew of course. Lucy could not imagine a more humiliating situation than actually telling people she was a…one of those kinds of people. The word lesbian made her cringe just thinking about it, let alone saying it to people! But what else could she be? Not bi-sexual because men were not of any interest to her, so it had to be that she was…the L word. Lucy had never met a woman who really made her want to dive on her, even at school where so many small skirts were around, her one enduring. After dinner, Ally decided to take a walk down by the lake. I opted for my tent, my portable CD player and my Game Boy. After a bit of time I noticed the lantern come on in Ally's tent for a few minutes then go back out again. I guessed she had gone to sleep. I decided to do the same.The next morning dad wanted to go do some fishing as was usual. Since I love fishing I am always more than happy to go along. Most times Ally came with us but today she opted not to, instead wanting to go for a. His wolf whistle made my heart skip a beat, but was it fear or pleasure? Or maybe it was the steep three-story drop beside me as I practised balancing in my five-inch stiletto heels! The toilet was open to that chasm and I sat gingerly over its stained rim as my arse evacuated itself with a splutter of lube, bum-jelly, shit and spunk and much gas! Of course the toilet was dry and already full of shit buzzing with flies, which my trumpeting arse blew away! Unthinking I pulled the flush and.