Jim had heard her awful shriek and had come running to find his wife lying senseless on the floor.Almost ten months on she no longer felt the horrible...despair that had gripped her for weeks after that dreadful news, but she was still sad whenever her eye lighted on any of the many reminders of her dear friend - reminders which were everywhere to be seen.What had caused her morning nap to be interrupted was the sound of a disapproving and indignant voice."Well - I don't believe it! Disgusting!. My greatest desire and biggest fantasy had come to life. "Shall we continue?" she whispered to me as all I could do was nod emphatically. Sarah lowered me back onto the couch, laying me down on my back. She lay on top of me, leaning her weight on her left arm, and began exploring my body with her right hand. We continued making out. She lifted my skirt up onto my stomach, exposing me in my thong. She lifted her own skirt too and lowered her waist on top of me. She started grinding our cocks. They couldn't get me out of there by themselves, they needed some big hunky firemen to drag my fat arse out of there!Eventually the firemen arrived and managed to get the lift doors open. I looked up at the brief glimmer of light with so much relief, that I must have looked to them like some kinda trapped a****l or, probably more likely, one of them fat girlies Buffalo Bill kept down in the hole in Silence of the Lambs! Well, the cutest looking fireman appeared in the gap, a big reassuring. . was I becoming a lesbian? Was that actually a vision of my near future? Was that really what I wanted?As I thought and thought of it for the past few minutes, I felt a trickle down my white lace panties.... I tossed my pillow aside and raced my left hand down into my panties, only to realize that it was more than just wet... it was drenched. "Seriously?!" My eyes widened from what I'd just found out about myself. I couldn't believe I was so turned on by that image. I went down again into my.