I had an instant bonerwhen I had a glimpse of her gorgeous cleavage and I guess she noticed it andsmiled a bit. We hugged and then went to our table, ...he converstion with theusual how was your day and stuff and then as the drinks arrived I pestered her again and againand finally she agreed for a tasting a beer a great chance to get her a littledrunk to make her a bit relaxed and naughtier. The beer trick did work andafter having a mug she started looking at me differently and her hands. As the weeks went by, you found yourself adapting more and more to yournew personality. Sasha also had you increase the dye in your bath, sothat now you were as dark as she. And with your hair growing out, the twoof you looked like sisters. Twins almost.... but not quite!Yes, this new life had been, terribly exciting to you sexually, but Sashateasingly refused you intimacy with her, telling you that as a MoslemWoman, you should be having fantasies about handsome dark men, notlesbian dreams. Relax, it'll be fine." You can look smug now, you were the one that wasn't talking to me over this, remember." She pointed out, returning to gnawing gently at her cheek."I know... I'm sorry." You said." Elspeth muttered, a little more harshly than she felt. "About once every five minutes..." They shared a gentle laugh, and then both stared around realising this probably wasn't the place for humour, but no-one seemed to have noticed, wrapped up in their own concerns and cares."So, what are we. ’ ‘Me too. When I could see past whichever fucktoy you had over that night.’ ‘You never noticed the girls then? Go deeper and remember.’ ‘Ooh, thank you, Mistress. I did, but I guess I always figured they were, like, the girlfriends of whichever guy you’d decided you wanted and had to bring along. That sometimes happened to me with the girls.’ ‘And the guys never joined in? Go deeper and be honest.’ ‘Ooh, thank you, Mistress. A couple times, enough to learn that it wasn’t my thing. Mostly, I.