Being a lesbian I don't really need to force my women into submission; a lotof them I pick up in gay bars anyway, so from a sex point of view I was us...allygoing to get them naked anyway. But ordinary sex with women bores me, thereis no drug in the world which could give me the high I get out of wrestlingsome poor girl to the ground, stripping her naked and violating her captivebody ? I could crack a feeble joke and say it's better than sex, but I won't But the other things that always stick in. We started walking toward the mystery location, but he never let go of my hand. ‘Define ‘little walk’.’ ‘About a mile. Think you can handle it.’ ‘I dunno…That’s pretty much a marathon.’ ‘I think you will survive.’ He said squeezing my hand. He finally stopped in the middle of a clearing that looked just like the past mile. ‘See, that wasn’t so bad.’ ‘Not to be Debbie downer, but what is so special about this particular field?’ ‘Absolutely nothing.’ ‘Okay, then why walk a mile?’ ‘So we could be. She knew she had won the argument and did not need to say any more. Sheleft me to put on my panties.Somehow they were more snug than the boxer shorts but more comfortableand I found the feel of them really exciting. I quickly put my slip onas I was embarrassed to be wearing panties and I didn't want Lorraine tosee that I was wearing them.I went downstairs."Are you wearing the panties I bought you?" Lorraine asked. Herquestion immediately cutting straight through my sense of modesty. I then messaged Tony. He was at a nearby bar at which I met him. This time, I jumped into his arms, and we kissed for a few minutes. I said, “So where are we going?”He said, “Where ever you want!”Even though we were going to walk around I said, “Your Place!” as I grabbed his cock through his pants. He agreed and walked down street towards his car. I ran into a liquor store and bought a small bottle of Patron, and he smiled at me. We got into his car and kissed at every red light. I’m never this.