"I'm not sure you won't really want to watch this." "Why?" she asked, sitting on the couch. "Come on, what's so bad about it?" "It's lesbian. Yo... sure?" "Yes." I typed in the password and press play on the screen. The two women were on a bed, one had her legs spread, and the other was teasing her clit. After a few moments I became very aware of the beautiful woman sitting next to me. I wanted to wrap my arm around her and kiss her, tease her, to make her moan. I didn't know if she. She had reached the limits of her tolerance of her former friend’s superficial friendship, and she was going to unleash over 10 years of frustration out on Ashleigh. She drove the path to the woods on Ashleigh’s family’s back-40; she got there, shocked to see that a small crowd had gathered at the clearing. Her heart jumped inside her, this was supposed be a private affair, between her and Ashleigh, with only possibly the group of girls spectating. Instead there were dozens of guys and girls. "It's just three hours a night and it doesn't interfere with my work for you" Oh no, please don't misunderstand me David, I'm thinking of offering you something a little bit more substantial, something that would free up your evenings yet still increase your income" Sounds interesting Frank" Well I want to increase the lettings of my barges by offering to take them to the customer, or as near as I can get on the canals and return them from them after the hire is up"He took a swig of his beer. He had $900.00, far more than his parents even had. That was all that was left after he bought the 1955 Desoto from old man Wilcox that lived on the farm that joined theirs. He bought that the year they put in the road, it was more like a path than a road but then the huge trucks had arrived and dumped gravel on it, so now they could actually drive all the way to town even when it rained. It had taken quite a bit of talking but old man Wilcox had finally grudgingly agreed to the $56.00 he had.