Ab mai unke ooper aur wo mere neeche padi thi. Lakin unki pyas abhi nahi bhuji thi wo dubara mere lode ko choosne lagi mera loda phir se khada hone la...a mai phir se josh mai aa gya phir maam mujhe kehne lagi mujhe apni patni samjho aur phaad daalo meri choot ko, mai bola toh lo meri jaan ab mai unse apni patni ki tarah baate kerne laga aur maine apna loda pakda aur unki choot per rakh diya, maine seedhe ander nahi daala pehle unki choot per ragarne laga wo boli apni raani ko aise tadpao ge kya. “Oh! You have a date? That’s nice. Who is she?”I could tell I was going to have to work my way around to the real question.“Her name is Teresa Johnson and she’s a junior. Her brother is one of the handicapped kids on the bus and she told me she appreciated how I’d helped him and made friends with him.”“Well ... it just goes to show you that good deeds can have rewards. Is she pretty?”“Yes, Mom, she is very pretty. But about that flower thing?” I persisted.“It’s called a corsage, Joel, and yes. He says, “We’re on the very edge of King Sid’s domain and he has all of the major roads well-built to make transport and troop movements easier.” I nod because I’ve heard Joe talk of the Hero Sid and what he’s done here, especially in the slaver war.We start to walk out of town on a dirt road to the south as we head to where Joe has some horses on a farm. These are horses bred from Welsh ponies he imported years ago. They’re easier for the locals to handle on the small farms and easier to. ”Chris sat silently processing what she had just heard. Her friend, her friend’s sister and her friend’s sister in law together. Which Chris processed as being a lesbian relationship. Which sent a shiver of excitement down and through her body. She had never considered being with another woman, but now the idea was firmly fixed in her mind.“Sophie, I never knew or suspected that you were...you know.”Sophie nodded and blushed even more. What Chris didn’t notice was the smile of satisfaction on.