I quickly made my way to the living room to turn the heat up a few degrees; then proceeded into the kitchen to start my morning ritual with a cup of c...ffee and a seat at my computer. Upon checking my e-mails I came across a message from my secret lover asking for me to convene at noon in our usual place. I quickly felt my heart start to gallop and my body twinge for his touch, the touch I hadn’t been able to feel for a few weeks. Just the thought that I would be standing before him soon put. As she began to lick between the lithe blonde’s legs, she could feel Bree’s hands coming to rest on her head, stroking her hair as Robin tasted Bree’s essence. As Bree continued to caress the black haired girl’s head, she slowly relaxed her bladder and began to dribble bits of her liquid waste into the obedient girls mouth. As soon as Robin tasted the salty warm fluid, she began to suck harder, opening her mouth to get Bree’s sex into her mouth, pressing her lips over her opening, not wanting. I was like stunned and said okk what should I??Then there it began..we should to go for restaurants,movies etc.we got know ourselves and once asked in why are starring at me when first meet. By time we were close enough . I said I m interested I you and u luck gorgeous .she said I m not interested in marriage and all this.I said Hey that fine let us continue as friends .she said for sure.then we were like getting even closer and almost everyday we used to chit chat,go for outings.One day I. Before I’d looked in the mirror, I was willing to give my whole situation the benefit of the doubt. Now, I wasn’t so sure. No! Whatever was going on was much more insidious than some cosmic joke, being punked, or a family surprise.The face that had stared back at me from the mirror had been my face – but NOT my face. I mean it was my face, alright; but it was my smooth, teenaged, full head of sandy blonde hair face. Not my dry and wrinkled, sixty-six-year-old, almost bald face. That, and that.