After taking a first tentative taste, Lexi began to eat ravenously – she hadn’t realized that she was starving – while listening to Annalise cha... pleasantly about her job, her son, her garden. She seemed very transparent to Lexi: a nice lady, but bored, and desperately in need of sexual attention. No doubt she had wanted to fuck Lexi’s dad... but since he wasn’t here.... Lexi was beginning to learn that every woman was bisexual under the right circumstances.Her hunger finally sated, Lexi. Debbie my friend met me there, too. We played pool and it wasn't long before he was leaning in behind me when I was leaning over to take a shot.... brushing up against me all the time. We played pool for an hour or so and then he whispered in my ear... want to come back to my house? I was like... hell yeah... what the hell took you so long to ask??? LOL!!So I followed him to his house. It was a house his parents just bought - and no one lived there yet. It was way out in the country and was. I did experience some culture shock there. Canadians weren’t as friendly as Americans would like to believe. Especially in metropolitan Ottawa, where I ran into a lot of rude people. When some of my fellow students at Carleton University find out that I’m American, they are often surprised by that. Apparently, they don’t get a lot of Americans in the City of Ottawa. For the most part, Americans in Canada stay in the City of Toronto in Ontario and the City of Calgary in Alberta. Ottawa is kind. ”“Can she bring them back and exchange them if the fit isn’t right?” he asked.“Within 48 hours,” said the woman.He bought her three sets of underwear in matching colors. He got pale blue, a tan shade, and a black set. They were from different designers, which meant they all looked a little different. In particular the style of the panties differed. The blue set had panties that the woman called boy shorts. The tan ones looked like a relatively conservative bikini bottom to him. The black ones.