She began to moan, long drawn out sounds that lasted two or three thrusts. Suddenly she brought her hands up to her tits, grabbing them both, squeezin... them together and feverishly rolling the little mounds from side to side. Her fingers rolled over her stiff nipples and her moaning became constant. And then she was cumming. She bent her body backwards and rammed the dildo into Lucy at lightning speed. She gave a shriek and her thrusts became little uncontrolled jabs. Then with a long moan, she. I wish I were one!" Yeah? Then how come you killed off the lesbian -- almost immediately? And no one seemed to care that she was dead. You didn't even mention a funeral. You don't like us 'lezzies', do you? That's what you call us, right? Lezzies? And not just in your story."Her grip had become a chokehold. Sherry's face was turning blue. "You got it all wrong," he gasped. "The heroine is a woman, and she wanted, desperately wanted, to have sex with a woman. Hell, she wanted to shack. I head out a little early so I can set things up for you... I take out a sexy little outfit just for you... Just a short bit after I have everything ready I hear a knock on the door... I get nervous since its been awhile... hoping that I still peak your interests. I make sure its you and slide behind the door as i open it so you can't see anything other than the bed pulled down waiting on an exhausted man, or will be before long. I step out as i shut the door behind you showing this see. I looked at the time stamp on the video, 12:47 am October 26, 2019. The same time as I’d left their house.My face must have turned just as white as Dani’s. There was proof, her parent’s security camera – it had actually happened, just like I’d ‘dreamed’ it.“There was nothing before that… or after,” she said. There wouldn’t have been. What happened before that had happened thirty-two years earlier. We’d all gone into the house in 1987 and I’d come out in 2019. Dani and Alan wouldn’t have been in.