I ask if you want to see my cock and you nod at me half shy and half greedy. You pull my boxers down and expose my penis with a spring as the boxers ...oll over the tip. You grasp it in your hand and begin to feel it and examine it. All the while my fingers are running up and down your wet panties tracing your beautiful wet slit before I outline the seems of your panties slipping my hand down between your thighs my fingers gliding between your labia massaging the opening to your pussy and. I have seen a nice friend in you. I have seen a real man in you. I have seen a real adviser in you.I want you to be my real companion. I will never press for a space in your life. I want to make myself capable to live my life of my own. I am educated; I have graduated from a nice college and university. I have studied Masters also but didn’t pass it. Today, you have ignited me from inside, when you told the beautician that, I am selected as company executive. I want to make your words come. "You, ahhh--you know what sort of place this is, don't you?" the redhead asked."Oh, sure. It's a dyke joint," said Karen.The redhead, whose name was Cindy, had blinked at that open admission, then smiled."You don't look like a lesbian," she said."I'm not," Karen said.Cindy looked disappointed."I guess you are, though, huh?" Karen asked."Well--yeah," Cindy confessed.Karen had raised her glass and sipped, her white teeth clicking on the rim and the tip of her tongue sliding slowly across her. It was after a late shift at work coming home I saw the familiar figure of Andrea staggering up the road slightly worse for wear with drink. I stopped at the side of the sidewalk and called her name, she was startled at first but soon recognised me and gave me her sweetest smile, I asked her if she needed a lift home which she accepted willingly explaining she had missed the last bus home from a friends party, hadn’t got enough money for a cab her parents had gone out for the night so she.