He is thinking something dirty, I bet.“So, are you really a lesbian?” Mr. Taylor asked.“Uh, ya,” I said, shocked by the question. “I mean, I...think so.”Oh my god!!! Why did I say “I think so? I mean… I am but… this feeling… I don't know…**Mr. Taylor**She thinks so? Did I make a mistake? This could be dangerous.“You think so?” I asked confused.“I mean yea, I am,” Lindsay replied sounding more confident. “It's just, it's not something I talk about a lot.”Phew…“You don't need to be shy with me. I. "Do you like that Angel? Does it feel good?" Elizabeth asked her."Yes, it feels incredible. It's making me tingle all over," Angel replied.Elizabeth smiled with satisfaction because now she knew what she had to do. She was going to pleasure this girl, this incredible beauty. Here she was, an average 50ish woman, married, with k**s, and lying before her was this wondrous naked girl. She had never, ever touched another woman before, but now she was going to love this girl.Elizabeth put the brush. Laying around is just weak-willed defiance, now, I’m awake. I groan my way to the bathroom. I piss in the toilet like a big boy, now, because I have a roomie. It’s early. Has to be. But then, I often wake with the sun after a night of hard drinking. Maybe it’s my body’s way of returning the harassment I heaped upon it the night before. Or maybe part of me is just happy to still be alive, and eager to take advantage of that while it still can. Whatever part that may be, it’s not the one that. “Hi, Rahul,” she said, turning to me. “I was just—”But then she stopped talking. I noticed that her cheeks were blushing. Maybe it was my look, or perhaps it was the twinkle in my eye. Maybe, I thought, it was the way my hard dick’s outline in my pants. In any case, it was clear that she realized I knew what she’d been up to. We were kind of numb, Neither of us said a word, just stood to stare at each other in silence for a few minutes, I tried to think of what to do next, when Hasina acted.