It was difficult to estimate her age, but that was irrelevant. Here was a good looking woman, and like a good wine, she had a full body and had mature... well, and with a definite sparkle in her eye.Eventually, the pasty finished, she got out of her car to brush away the crumbs.Her breasts were level with my window, her top had a low neckline that looked very inviting.I had to say something and took a chance with a double meaning, “They do look nice, are they as good as they look.”She was. I left el Patrón at the bench and strolled down to the Spur. My Vega was parked out front ... just like Bobby told me to. I opened the door and hollered at Bobby.“Hey, Bobby. When is the Circuit Court Judge in town?”From the counter, came a voice. “Who wants to know?”“You must be her,” I said.Bobby said, “Judge Armbrewster, Karen Post. Karen, Judge Armbrewster.” To no one in particular he said, “My civic duty for the year.” Everyone at the counter stools laughed.The fella seated next to the. ” I thought to myself. She and I had been together for a few months now. This was my first serious lesbian relationship. Sarah was a little older than me, and came into her sexuality earlier than I did. I had it all set for tonight. Dinner reservations, a movie then out to our favorite club for a little dancing. I was still nervous; I wanted everything to be perfect.When Sarah walked through the door, my mind went blank and I began to fidget. She’s always had this affect on me. She was 5 foot. He stepped back and opened the passenger door for her. Sarah slipped in and he fastened her seat belt, slowly pulling it down over her breast and then clipping it in. His eyes never left hers while he did this. He then grinned at her as he jumped back and slammed the car door. Sarah breathed a heavy sigh as she watched him run lightly round the car. Then he was climbing in next to her and the world was locked out leaving just the two of them.He switched on his car engine and turned to look at.