Or maybe I'm just being too anxious Sam thought as she fiddled with her rose gold watch. She wasn't sure what made her agree to this meeting, especial...y after the last two disasters. She was a newly out lesbian, green as spring grass her friends would tease. Yet, she hadn't yet worked up the nerve to pursue any women. She thought herself terrible at the dating game and so did everyone else apparently.Her friends decided weeks ago to set her up on a few prospective dates. The first she never. ..After a couple of hours Ana came back through to our bedroom. Her body was a complete mess; she had semen stains all over and her pussy was dripping a mix of her own juices and Matt’s cum…She said Matt had ordered her to come and fuck me; but that she could only let me if I agreed to let him fuck her in her tight ass…I had no choice, as I fucked her reddish swollen and well used pussy she told me how hard that black guy had fucked her pussy and mouth during the last two hours. It did not take. A herd of sheep in the distance grazed on the lush greenery. The sun beat down but gentle gusts of fresh country air kept us cool."I love this meadow," said Ella.Impulsively I took hold of her hand and melted inside at the soft warm touch of it."Oh!" she remarked."Everything alright?" I asked."I wasn't expecting that," she said, clearing her throat.We were silent for some minutes as we walked and her hand was limp in mine. 'Fuck,' I thought, 'this is bad.' I sensed that she was angry. Sensing. The most touching thing about Lucy though, was that she new nothing of how her beauty was viewed by others. She thought herself quite plain, she had humility rare in a creature of such distinguished perfection. Lucy had grown up to know right from wrong, she empathised with the feelings of others, and she never put anyone down. She was a joy to know. So what began that September? What unfolded? What became of Lucy? It was innocent enough to start with, she had begun to feel more like the pretty.