She usually wore her hair up but today she decided to wear it loose curling around her wide shoulders. She had just come out of the shower and smelled...great. ‘You and those books,’ she whispered taking my hand and looking at the book title. ‘Just how much do you know about sex kid?’ She would call me kid even though we were the same age. I would always correct her and point that out. She pursued the topic, ‘not much huh? It’s o.k. I won’t tell anyone. You ever fooled around?’ I shook my head. "I turned to Lucy and kissed her.My first french kiss as a boy or girl and I was dressed as a French Maid.I was a man or woman in love. I wasn't sure which right now but "lesbian"seemed to be the only word I was comfortable with.Next I apologised for messing up both our lipstick painted lips."Don't fret, Raven, the kissed off look is one of the latest fashions,don't you read Marie Claire? Here, I bought you a handbag. Put yourcigarettes, lighter, keys and wallet in it."I picked up my handbag. He'd eventually jumped---and that exhilarating blend of (momentary) panic, as gravity took over, and fear of the possible negative outcome, when combined like that in those fleeting seconds before impacting the water below, had resulted in an erection as Robert surfaced, puffing and gasping for fresh air!He was feeling the same way now as he headed to meet Dennis!Where Robert was of slender (but not feminine) build, Dennis was the opposite; and though not a 'body-builder', as such, the contrast. We decided to go to a bar just after the turn off, I got her a beer and myself a whiskey and coke. We sat down, pleased to be in the warm. Aisha looked stunning. She was wearing a ladies trouser suit, high heels and a purple top. She’d been to a job interview beforehand, and told me how much she wanted to start work there, because her old job was becoming more boring and routine. I smiled, and listened, but what I really wanted to do was tell her how much I wanted to fuck her brains out…“You.