Jed rode in the back seat because I had been depending on Jo to help me find hogs, and I was afraid that would be messed up if he sat where Jo usually...did.The dance hall was on a little rise in the ground—I hesitate to call it a hill. Most of the terrain was pretty flat except for a few hills and valleys here and there. We could easily see that there were no hogs in front of the dance hall, so we headed toward the rear of the building.Back there was an old pecan orchard, and that was a magnet. I could only imagine just what wasgoing through his head. My girl memories had kind of seeped into me overthe first few days, until I was used to them as a normal part of myself.For him everything was just crammed in all at once. It may have onlycovered the last few years, but it was enough information to bedisorienting, and in this case, the parallel was obvious. In one set, Iwasn't there and my guy self was, and only my girl self was in the otherset."You remember, I decided to pledge a. All night Marcie couldn’t keep her eye off me especially the cleavage showing on my low cut dress. After the ballet we returned to her house except this time I went inside. We sat on the living room couch and had some wine. Marcie said “Carla mentioned that you were a lesbian and you might want to make love tonight”. I said yes, Sandy and I have been lovers for about four months, but I wouldn’t mind making love to someone as beautiful as you. Marcie replied “wait ten minutes; my bedroom is down. I gather the dewy juices and slide them over my clit. I rub that little pearl in slow languid circles. My eyes are fixed on him, watching as he pumps his cock.I pull out my fingers dripping with cream. I reach over and caress the head of his cock. Covering my hand with his, he strokes his cock. His hard cock, warm velvety soft cock under my fist, his hand surrounding mine.I hear his voice, barely a whisper in my ear as he sucks my neck."Spread your legs. Open yourself to me." I comply, easing.