I mean I’d wondered why a woman of thirty-six was still living at home with her family.’ ‘Well I hope telling you this doesn’t change our rela...ionship but if it does so be it. I feel the need to hold nothing back from you as I’m sure we both want an open relationship and so here goes,’ Lydia said, settling into her narrative… * * * Three years ago a professional photographer and author of three books on potters and pottery, Lydia Kennedy (33), who’d spent most of teenage years in Houston,. I want to spend my life the way I want. For the first time!" He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. He got back on his knees and held it up to me after opening it. Inside was a gold ring with a huge, shining diamond and his name engraved on the back. "Marry me, Chrissy." I almost fainted. On one hand I was flattered, on the other hand I was conflicted. I am still a bit confused about my sexuality and still planned on doing what everyone in my life expect: marrying a woman and. Without speaking we were setting the rules for our secret relationship. Gone were the sly furtive glances that I had noticed before. Now the looks we exchanged were subtlety changed to one of open friendly awareness. She knew now that she possessed me. Days passed and we did not meet, and then almost a week later her grandmother came over and asked if we could keep an eye on her as she had to go visit her sick sister in the hospital, of course we said it wouldn’t be a problem we would be there. There was a seat directly across from the woman and Mia went over there, fighting with the crowd, and sat down to watch the woman.The woman was dancing sexily, using her hips in a way that was extremely erotic and seemed like it was a fluid motion. Mia did not know what was happening to herself. She had never thought of a woman sexually before. Now there was this woman that was heating Mia up and did not even seem to know it.It did not take that long before the blonde woman sensed herself being.