In fact, I prefer it to a man’s. Yes, I like it when my husband fucks me with his hard cock, but it’s a woman’s touch that I crave. Its women I ...ove and need.’ ‘Have you met a lesbian before, Anita?’ I shook my head, startled by the question. ‘You probably have – there are more women who have lesbian desires than you can imagine. Well, I am a lesbian. I hope that doesn’t upset you’ – at this she raised my hand to her lips and kissed it. ‘Most women have lesbian desires at some time. Most women. I was not a wise one that could sit and decode such an esoteric language, but I might be able to pass a message using it in my own primitive way. How else would an ephermal thing such as man consider itself against a virtually immortal being such as a forest? An ecosystem? A planet!When I returned to the cabin I carefully wrote out my earliest experiment with the woods and its result, as well as my secondary attempt at communication. I had Josie read it and offer her comments, then I offered. “Yeah, and that girl caught it!” she replied, pointing at Todd, who had no fear of letting a fastball strike one of his/her boobs.“Deep fly!” Todd yelled after returning the throw. Missy nodded and sent one soaring into the blue sky. Todd, boobs only slightly bouncing as he ran under control, easily tracked it down and returned it with a perfect one-hopper after a 180-degree pivot.“Throw me one,” Todd heard a voice behind him, from the edge of the camping area. Joanie, who had long enjoyed. "Yeah, well, I am married to the guy. Or, have you forgotten that little fact," she said."No, I haven't forgotten. I just wish it was you and me that was married. I know how to treat a woman of your quality," said Patrick. She smiled up at him and kissed him. Neither of them noticed the man at a table no more than fifteen feet from them snapping pictures. Well, private detectives were supposed to be good at covert surveillance—and photography.I was up watching a rerun of the Bama-LSU gridiron.