Her dreams all night long had consisted of one sexual encounter after another, from a high school remembrance in the back seat of a car to imaginary e...counters with well hung heroes. She had enjoyed having every part of her body sucked, fondled and probed by what seemed like dozens of men but waking up in an empty bed had not satisfied her. Her dreams had also made it so late when she woke that she hadnt even been able to satisfy herself with some of her assorted toys that she keeps handy for. When I came to my lipstick, I paused with the open tube in myhand, thinking hard. Basically a virgin at age 53. A too well-roundedderriere and plump waist. A dyed blonde. Was I throwing myself atanother woman who might really just want friendship? Was I over-reacting out of desperation? Those worries about rejection which I feltyears before with Donna seemed to rise out of the pit of my stomach.Well, I finally told myself, I no longer fear coming out as atransgender lesbian. Better late. "I just love your skin," she whispered back.Chanitra's parted lips met Laura's, and they kissed in a slow, tender, then increasingly searching way. Karen watched, caressing Chanintra's back and shoulder with her own fingertips. When they stopped kissing, their eyes were glazed and throbbing. Karen moved behind Laura and unclasped her bra while Chanitra slipped her hands under the loosened cups and enclosed Laura's naked breasts with them.Laura raised her arms and Karen slid the bra off.. ”“Well, thanks anyway.”Linda handed the phone back to Shelia.“Give Brad a call. Have him drop over and pay a visit to our friendly neighborhood mechanic.”“Roger Mansfield?”“Yeah, let’s see if he has anything to do with Nikki disappearing.”“Right,” replied Shelia firing up the radio.“Do you really think she might be in some kind of trouble?”“Probably not, but let’s don’t take any chances. Nikki is trying to keep it a secret, but her fifteen year old nephew is in drug rehab. She drops in to see.