UkThe Lifestyle Farmer: Part 1by HonoriusRemember that Blur song; ?Country House? from sometime in the mid 90’s? I always like to think they wrote i... about me. There are differences between me and the song’s subject, of course; there’s nothing wrong with my health for instance and I don’t read Balzac, but the overall situation is the same; I made a killing and retired to the country. My money wasn’t made in the City either, another difference with the song, but in computers and the internet.. He had been giving me lifts home from work where we both worked for a few weeks. There was a long leafy road we drove down every day and that's where my sex life started.I had a couple of boyfriends from leaving school and we had kissed and I had my tits touched over my bra but nothing more, maybe that's why they never lasted. I wasn't going to give my virginity away so easily.The guy from work used to joke and flirt with me and make me laugh but I never envisaged he would be my first lover. We. The same information was being relayed to every ship in his task force. The 10 Ceti System glowed at the center, a yellow G8 star with a half dozen planets and no fewer than four wormhole termini. Cobalt blue lines depicted the wormholes’ paths, linking them to the other systems. This map bore no resemblance to the stars’ actual locations in the galaxy; their connections to one another were what mattered.Delta Volantis lay closest to the head of the table, and it contained both the golden icon. “What kind of friends can’t accept you for who you are?” I couldn’t answer her. She was right of course. Why couldn’t my friends just accept me for who I was? I was a lesbian, and so what? “I’m going to be honest with you, Sasha,” Kat purred into my ear, her hot breath sending chills down my spine and making me wet. “I really like you.” I was about to respond, when she unfolded her hands and placed them on my arms. She slowly ran them down my body; her touch was like electricity coursing.