Until this year, I was straight, with a dominant personality. Then, I met Sarah. She's a petite blonde, big breasted freshman, and gorgeous. When I fi...st met her, there was something....consuming about her.Soon, we became friends. She was kind to me and I grew more and more attracted to her. I knew she was a lesbian, and I wanted to have my first experience with her. I came on to her, and we were ready the next night.I put on my sexiest lingerie. She came to my apartment wearing tight leather. She didn't give any indication of awareness, Joan thought. She could see between the girl's thighs now almost to her crotch the girl kept filing her nails, and her knees kept opening slowly. Joan felt excitement bubbling between her ownthighs. She was wearing jeans, and her legs were crossed. She felt the wetness starting in her own cunt, and began flexing her thighs, creating pressure on her cunt.She became aware that her son was no longer squirming about restlessly, and glanced at him.. She was wearing a pair of terry cloth shorts and an old Pigeon Forge cruise in t shirt. The shorts are white and her legs are dark tanned. She is very much a "girly" girl..I mean she loves being a girl to the point that it's a full time job doing what ever it takes to make her as sexy as a woman can be. I love it too. Any way both of my buddies had fucked her in the past but neither one knows I know about it. She started flirting with them by pulling her legs up as if to get a better angle on. .."Paul? Did you do your homework?" "Yes, mom. It's all ready for tomorrow. I'm going out to the barn to help dad bring down the hay and grain."What we would regard as idyllic days, to an only child on a farm it seemed cruelly, desperately boring. Get up in the morning, take the bus to school, try to look attentive to the deadly dull teachers though their deadly dull classes, take the bus home, do chores, have dinner, read a book for a while, go to bed. Rinse, repeat. Only his respect and love.