We arranged to pick up Sam after she had finished work at 9:00 PM. With about an hour to kill, we drove over to the sex shop to make the purchases tha... we had spoke about that afternoon. The streets were largely deserted. This got us thinking that maybe the community was a little on edge after the murder-suicide events in the nearby village earlier in the day.The shop was empty except for the shop assistant, and we took our time in selecting our sex toys. We had decided on purchasing a set of. Shirley went outside with the young man just behind her and she took a cigarette from her packet and offered him one which he accepted gratefully.Shirley was wearing a blouse sort of knotted partway up her stomach and shorts and the parts of her body that were visible were quite bronzed. The young man, who Shirley guessed was still in his teens, was bare-chested and also wearing shorts and he was equally bronzed.Shirley put her large arse on a wall and puffed seductively on her cigarette and. ”“You don’t have to. You are a lesbian.”“You what? How dare you!” I was staggered.“I am sorry. You are a lesbian, aren’t you?”“I am not a lesbian.”“Prove it.”“Pardon?”“Prove you are not a lesbian.”“You know, you are the most disgusting, obnoxious person I have ever met.”“That’s a compliment coming from you.”I shook my head. I was gob smacked.“So, prove it.” He said.“I don’t have to prove anything to you.”“I think you are a lesbian.”“I am not a lesbian.”“How many men have you had?”“None of your. “You want this cunt, don’t you,” I shouted, our eyes locked on each other. “You’re asking for trouble, Annie,” he said, getting on the bed and moving towards me on his knees. I unbuttoned my jeans, slowly moving the zipper down, looking into his eyes, teasing him. I grabbed the waist band, slowly lowering my jeans and stopped with them half opened just above my pussy. I then placed my hand inside my jeans and started rubbing my pussy, moaning as I played with myself, smiling at him, licking my.