She is tall enough for me to face her eye to eye, and I stand close to her watching her as she watches me. Her expression is confused and fearful. Wr...pping one arm around her slim waist I pull her to me and place my lips against hers. Lindsey does not immediately respond, but a short mental command soon has her mouth open and tongue dancing with mine. She is a talented and passionate kisser, and reaching into her mind I find a short but packed history of sexual exploits with numerous men and a. “Conservation is important.”“And I thought it was just because you wanted to feel my boobies pressed up against you,” she said. “And touch my body, like you’re doing right now.”“Well, that too, I guess. Unless you’re complaining?”We finished our shower, dried off, and then we got dressed. I told Karen that I would make her breakfast, and suggested scrambled eggs, toast and home fries.“Home fries? What are they?” she asked.I described what they were, and asked her for some eggs, milk, potatoes,. Consider yourself disclaimed.BackgroundOur story takes place in the not too distant future where the proper, conservative upbringing of respectable young ladies includes the ingrained obedience to authority figures of any type, whether it’s teachers, bosses, parents, or significant others. In the case of heterosexual relationships the authority figure is obvious. In far more common lesbian relationships since, for some unknown reason of nature, women now outnumber men five to one, one of the. So I guess it’s just gone 10!”My curfew was 10. I pushed a well lubed finger into her equally well lubed bum hole and I got as far as my first knuckle and wiggled it about playfully.“Your dad usually likes the news…”“Not tonight.” he said. “Seen it all – heard it all…”“It’s probably not gonna be about Grimsby, anyway!” Sarah joked. She was on top form that night! My finger was getting wetter and more slippery with every application if a new layer of saliva and gradually her bum hole was getting.