" Why not with your friends?"Lisa's laugh was harsh. "Not in the Lez Community. The stories would get around like a runaway fire, there would be a lot...of hard feelings, and it would be nothing but an on-going headache for week after week. I don't know what other Lez communities are like, but this one is like high school, but a hundred times worse. No thank you! I'll take the lifestyle instead. Here people know how to keep quiet." Does Jo know you like boys now?" Sort of, but not really," Lisa. I keep looking out the corner of my eye at the buildings across the way, at the people so many floors below me on the street. Can they see me? Now, I’ve fucked on film before. Lovers have set up a camera to film us, or in one case, one of my lovers filmed while I fucked another. There are loads of pics of me in various stages of undress, and quite a few of me being fucked. I even know the teenager who lives behind me has a good view of my bedroom from his, and I’ll often “accidentally” give a. Poor little rich girl, always chasing after happiness, but never finding it. Never realizing there are things that money just can't buy.Euglena Morris had just dumped her latest husband, the Bolivian playboy. Maybe he'd cheated on her, or even worse, couldn't satisfy her allegedly insatiable physical demands. Either way, the guy was a bigtime dope. Now, you realize that this was back in the early 60s -- the Dark Ages -- and grownups talked about "scandals" in hushed voices. As for us, well, we. " She turned her gaze on him, wanting it to be stern but knowing it wasn't. "I know," she said. "I saw how you stared at me. Why haven't you looked at me that way since?" He shrugged. "My brother was about to marry your sister,” he said. “It didn’t seem like…" "Like what?" she asked, breathless. He moved a little closer. “Like we’d be allowed to get together even if you wanted it. But there’s no one here but us right now, so I’m going to tell you what I wanted to say for two weeks now. It’s.