Mrs MacDonald was representing our club in the woman’s singles and had got through to the semi-finals where I was judging one of the side lines. For...almost two hours I stared at her bottom, swaying from side to side as she bent forward with her legs apart, ready to receive serve only a few yards in front of me. She wore a very short white tennis dress which rode up her hips each time she bent forward, giving me a clear view of her plain white knickers, beautifully stretched across her arse. As soon as every inch of it was visible, I tackled the studly animal to the floor and wrapped my lips around the member. It was so hot I couldnt contain a blissful moan. Another soon followed when I forced the member down my throat. In mere seconds, every inch of the rock-hard appendage had been swallowed up. Previously untamable, the hyperactive animal was now perfectly behaved. He just lay there, unmoving, as I feverishly sucked his cock. I may be a lesbian, but Ive written enough about. Something was on her mind, but she didn't tell, and I didn't ask, too personal, I thought. She hesitated, toyed with her car key nervously, spoke of plenty of time, and would like to have a drink or two in my new apartment. Back home, I opened a bottle of red wine, and we talked about everybody and his dog. Eventually, Bea brought up stories of school, focused on our last year, when guys and gals tried to hook up with me in her opinion. In my recollection, two girls plainly asked me to fuck. As far as Taeko had been able to determine, the Lady Chiyome was no stranger to the shadow arts herself. Taeko had traced her lineage to one of three women in that time period, all of the same family in the Takeda clan, all of them reputed to have been mikos, wandering female shamans who were often thought to be insane. It was what they showed often so that people would leave them alone as they wandered and sought for the information or the target which they’d been given. In truth, they’d been.