That's where I came in."Are you a lezzer, Miss?" I asked. "That's hardly an appropriate question," Ms MacDonald responded, not looking up from her boo.... "Come on, Miss. I'm so bored, indulge me!" I said, with fake exasperation.She smiled at me then. My first of many victories."If you must know. Yes, I'm a lesbian." She seemed proud of it, and fair play to her."I knew it," I said with a wink."Fantastic. Now, your lines, if you please." She looked away from me and I could hardly bear it. I had to. I could have taken advantage of her of course, but I didn’t need to; even though I hadn’t actually had girl on boy sex for a couple of months, I knew now that I was good at it and had no need to take a drunken girl into the bushes. She was mortified the next day. She wouldn’t come to the phone, I went round. Her dad was not happy, he thought I’d got her drunk. After some diplomatic explanations (‘I think someone may have spiked her drink’ - not true - ‘why would someone do that’ - pretty bloody. I’m a journalism major at the local college. I’ve got a job as a reporter for the college newspaper.”“Hello, Jack Alexander. I’m Dexter James.”“I know. I was wondering if I could interview you.”“Go right ahead,” Dexter said.“May I record it?”“Yes, you may,” Dexter said.“Thank you,” Jack said.“You’re quite welcome, Jack,” Dexter said.Jack asked, “Why are you out here rather than inside the courtroom?”“I’m out here because I couldn’t sit there and watch that tragedy unfold any longer. I’d call it. Within the next second, my burning question was answered. She took off her shirt with her back facing me and took her sweet time to pick up her towel from the bed. I got a clear view of her hourglass figure and curvy yet small ass.I was dozing off on the sofa when Ranjan woke me up. He took the car keys and left to met his friends. He said he would be back for dinner.It was noon, thankfully my dick was not hard when I woke up. My son has shut his bedroom door before leaving so no chance of.