.. as well!" We really do belong!" laughed Nicki, beaming. "You are so ready for this... so ready... I knew, I just knew all along!" She exclaimed, ti...tering with glee as she pulled the dildo out. I wanted a woman to open me, this woman; I wanted the real thing.She smothered her left hand with the lube, and raised it to my cunt. I saw her arms, coming together between my thighs. Her big breasts swung, wobbling, the nipples india-rubber cones of desire. I loved seeing this, the paragon of. I’d been alone for a couple of days and I guess that I needed to talk to someone. I sat there and told Freya the whole story. As I was doing so Freya kept saying things like,“Wow!”“That’s amazing.”“I wish that I could do that.”“That Ryan seems to be a really cool guy.”“I wish that I was you.”“I’m jealous.”It was so easy talking to Freya. I wasn’t at all embarrassed saying some of the things that we / I had done. She took it all in, and when I’d finished Freya said,“Tanya, you are one amazing. Mafiosi? I asked. So famous local gangsters. Well I broke up well. For the rest of the evening I walked through the meadow in a nice conversation with my boyfriend. As I learned, he was a journalist, he used to work for Polsat and now he writes in a local newspaper sponsored by the host.We drank good drinks and the night lit up the stars. From time to time, I watched what my husband was doing, but he was still drinking clean vodka while discussing some businesses. After his behavior, I saw that. At that moment in time, I was in between girlfriends. The one thing that we did have in common was that we used to confide in each other, knowing it would remain confidential. She was thrilled to see me...bless her, and invited me round for coffee at her place at about eleven am the next morning, which I excepted, and for old times sake, I would turn up. It was indeed pleasant to see her again. Although she had been more of a best mate to me before more than anything else.I went and visited her.