Or a worm. No threat. But then... in the cards... in the future... I saw you tell Brenda. Brenda saw your jealousy, saw your hate. And she... told Dee... And Dee... killed him." Aw, Willie," I said sadly, unable to keep the emotion out of my voice, "Dee couldn't kill a fly."She looked up at me again. "Dee killed my husband, Frederick."I took a deep breath and counted to ten. "Nobody killed your husband! I didn't! Dee didn't! A tree fell on him! I'm sorry it happened, but..." I'm not sorry. I. But despite the regulations the Navy was a haven for lesbian women. I guess we were attracted to the military discipline and order, or the fact that we were always in close proximity to women; some of them very beautiful women. At the time I was a very feminine beautiful twenty-nine year old. Despite my good looks I was a lesbian through and through. I had dozens of short term relationships but never found that “perfect” women. That’s before I met Gretchen my lesbian lover of thirty-one years. Again I smiled back and put my drink on the table.As I leant forward, I knew my left breast was fully on show to Justin through the side of my dress, so I lingered there a minute, giving him a good view, then I leant back placing one arm each side behind me on the bed and uncrossed my legs, a sure signal for Darren to continue.He put his drink down and placed his hand on my inner thigh, he caressed my soft flesh slowly working up to my pussy, I looked at my husband, smiled , then spread my legs. " Her look of concern had me more than a little worried. She explained, "The kids were being really good. We were all watching a movie and enjoying some popcorn, when Jimmy accidentally bumped over a cup of grape juice, which spilled onto the cushion of your new white sofa." I said, "Well Jenny, accidents do happen and I'm sure we'll be able to get the stain out, the important thing is that I know our kids are always in good hands when you are here." I added, "It sounds like it was not really.