”Ward looked stern as he always did when delivering a moral or lesson. “Sorry, June. But when a man feels really special about a woman, even his w...fe, sometimes he has to express it in ways that are a little decisive.”“Oh, I certainly liked it,” she said, her eyes growing wide and innocent as they so often did, showing that little girl kind of wonderment that often drove Ward over the edge and caused him to pump gallons of cream into her still surprisingly tight pussy. “I really did like it,. This was the scene recently when I was in the park as usual with the warm sun beating down on me as I leaned back on my favourite bench. It's in the corner of the park and covered on two sides by bushes. I slid back on the bench a little and pulled down my zip and slipped a hand inside. I watched people going to and fro but they were all too lost in their own worlds to notice me as I slid my fingers up and down my slit, spreading my wetness. I was tingling all over as I slowly rubbed my clit,. Not realizing that she had placed the tickets in my hand and that I was holding the queue up I knew I had to unfortunately leave it there. “Well, seeing as I’m holding the queue I think I should make a move on instead of wasting your time” I smiled. “Thanks for making my day, it’s not that often I get to have a decent conversation with another lesbian” she said. “I made your day did I? I could make your night too” I said, whilst walking away. Slightly turning my head so it’s not obvious I. "Eight year old girls don't do that," Rachel's head bobbed."Yeah," Terri said. "Eight year old girls don't read these books, at the library. That's always nice." People don't know what your brains are capable of doing," I said. "I've never seen anything like either of you..." 'Specially Terri," Rachel interjected. Rachel knew there was a difference in capabilities. I could identify with Rachel. Terri was closer to Cindy or Nikki. Maybe on the high side of those two. That's almost scary.I walked.