It took us months to meet again, and pretty much it was the same as the first time. By the end of that second meeting, I knew I had to do something ne...t time we met. Thank God, it didn’t take long, around April 2004, we met again. This time, my eyes were all the time looking deep inside her, I swear I thought I could read her soul like an open book. Long before this meeting, I had broken up with my other girlfriend, I wanted to make this right. We drove off after a couple of drinks, and we. Carol had on a short leather mini-skirt, black nylons and black leather bra and a small leather vest, she was wearing “Goth” black make-up and looked totally different from my meek suburban housewife I was married to. Angela had on a low cut spandex top and no bra so you could clearly see her nipples. She had no makeup on and was wearing a pair of skin tight leather pants and long leather boots. Angela was obviously the dominant dyke in this scenario. Both of them kissed passionately and Angela. ”“Why is that?”“The northern region already struggles with a small growing season. Roads for us, would be a lifeline on economic trade. This city used to be a manufacturing hub of machines. Now, those factories sit empty.”“But our sister’s in the South have a lot of farming.”“True, but the regions do compete with each other. That competition in theory is supposed to drive the GDP. Currently our struggles with birth rates keep us back as a nation as too many of focus solely on that shortage and. My wife went into the bathroom and came back with some “Opium” perfume. She sprayed some on my bare stomach and then like I liked to do, she sprayed some on my panties. Then she did a spray around my bra and repeated my stomach and panties.“WOW.” I said. “I love the smell of that perfume.”She gave me her eyeliner and told me to put a little on. She said: “It’s turning you on, isn’t it? “I shook my head yes.She said, “Put on your khaki pants, slip on your deck shoes and find a tight white.