My sister kept nagging me and begging me to. I held my ground and told her no time and time. Then she pulled out her black mail card on me. A few week... earlier she caught me looking threw her girlfriends clothes and sniffing her panties. So now I was even madder then before, simply because I knew I had to give in or I was in big trouble. So I got up out of bed and told her to give them to me, as I started heading for the door she stopped me and said NO, right here I want to see. I was not. She was a tiny bird of a woman, skinny beyond belief and with a harsh, jagged face. She wasn't too pleasant, though was never nasty. Just not the sort of woman you would warm too.He was a heavy set, hugely built man, Jim was his name. Retired from the Police force and about 6ft 2 tall, erring on the side of fat.It became obvious from early days that he was a bit of a letch and a bit of a flirt. Almost from the day we moved in he began leering at me and this quickly progressed to him pawing and. I worked my way down her chest toward her sweet innermost fire. She was very wet by then. I made love to her with my tongue and fingers, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm. My wonderful Soccer coach had taught me all the arts of woman to woman lovemaking. It was such a sweet 16 that year.From that night onward, my roommate, Tanya, and I slept in the same bed. Most of the time Tanya was the more aggressive lover while I was really the submissive girl. We considered ourselves just girls who were. The truth is, after you and Erika visited the farm, I couldn’t get what happened out of my mind ... especially after reading your published account of it. (I would have done some things differently, but I thought it was decent ... considering.) Anyway, you’ve inspired me to resurrect my alter ego, Beau Van Esse, and continue what you started. To make things more interesting, I thought I’d try bringing you on board to co-author the thing with me, seeing as how Erika really did get pregnant after.