Jennifer hurried to the door and opened it, revealing a smiling Theresa. Both girls squealed with excitement. "Get in here, you," Jennifer said, grabb...ng her arm and pulling her inside. As soon as she got the door closed, Theresa pushed her against it and kissed her. Jennifer returned the kiss, and said after Theresa finally pulled away, "Not so shy about what you want anymore, are you."Theresa smiled again. "Thank you for inviting me over to 'study'. Now take me to your room or I swear I'll. She believed mystory and never discussed it again.Our life grew together and we were deeply in love. My dressing was hit ormiss up until the time I retired. Melissa had a great job with theGovernment and I retired early from my company. This gave me time at hometo engage in my hobbies, help with the cleaning and dinner and basicallybecome the house husband. Melissa was gone from 7AM until 6PM leaving mealone five days a week.After a few months I lost interest in my hobbies and lazed around. “How did you know I had a crush on Bob?”“Honey, it was easy to see. You’ve followed him around like a puppy ever since I married Bill.”“So what should I do, Mom?”“Answer me truthfully, do you think of having sex with Bob when your finger are in your cunt?”“Mom, I never thought you’d use that type of language!” Mary exclaimed.“Answer my question.”“Yes, I think about sex with Bob when I masturbate, Mom.”“Do you actually want him to fuck you?”“Yes, Mom, I do. I want Bob to be my first and take my. "I shook my head. "I think it's the clothes messing with us. I don'tthink I'm gay."Hilda shrugged. "Neither did I, but my advice is, if you find love,don't ruin it with labels."I nodded at her, but deep down, I knew that I wasn't gay. I just neededto get a handle on my emotions. It was the clothes. Definitely theclothes."Now, about this role that your playing," Hilda was now speaking as atheatrical professional, "you need to remember that you are a trophypartner, not a mistress. You do not make.