After a while we got bored and decided to head back to John's place.I went and got the car. I pulled up to the curb to pick John and Carol up. Carol s...id to John she wanted to talk to me for a minute.She pulled me aside and whispered, "Can I ride in the back with John?"I nodded my okay. John opened the back door and climbed in. Carol followed him into the back seat. John looked pleasantly surprised. I started the car and drove towards home. I could hear some whispering from the back seat. . Most lesbians, at least the ones I’ve met, and especially those on the police force, hate bisexual women. I’ve been called “Pretender” and “Wannabe” on many, many occasions.I had no idea if this early twenty something white girl was a lesbian. She was wearing a bikini and sharing a spot on the grass with another girl who appeared to be about her same age. Both were outrageously sexy, so when I saw them getting ready to leave, I couldn’t help myself. I wrote my first name and cell number on the. I lapped at her pussy, sucking on her meaty lips and sliding my tongue as deep inside her as I could. I could feel her legs shake against my face and could hear her moan. Her hand slid through my hair, pulling and caressing at it as I ate her.She seemed easy to please, as she groaned loudly. She seemed to on the brink and told me so, urging me on.“Fuck, yes, like that. Eat me out. I’m gonna cum, stick some fingers inside me.”I complied, slipping a finger inside her next to my tongue. This made. Maya introduced them by their birth names. ‘Hey Sean. Hey Jake. This is Joe.’ The musicians nodded and Joe returned the nod. Spike’s ever present smile widened. ‘Food,’ he exclaimed. ‘Yes, you flesh eater, I got you two two gyros.’ Spike put down his bass guitar and snapped the bag from her hands. She chuckled and shook her head. Spoon opened an old fridge and pulled out a handful of beer bottles. ‘This is Annie,’ Maya informed Joe, walking up to the thin, cat’s eye bespectacled girl standing.