"Men are such assholes," she giggled to Lois, who nodded and joined us at the table."That's not why you're lesbians, is it?" I asked.Lois kicked me in...the shins from under the table.And that's when our friendship began.Curiously, the topic of their sexuality didn't come up again despite our regular conversations and frequent trips to the mall and to the grocery. Me, at the mall?Hey, I felt honored to be in their company and, knowing neither of them would fall for me, grew comfortable in the. I had Riley take me by my attorney’s office and made some changes to my will. I would rest easier once that was signed. I thanked him for taking care of the business with Billie Martin and deflected his questions about where the money had come from.After a very sensible, heart-healthy lunch, I convinced Riley to take me back to the office instead of straight home. I’d missed the one day during this month of record-breaking rainfall that I might have seen the mountain from my office window, but. Then we'd have priority on the use of practice facilities on the campus. When we couldn't work outdoors, I'd be able to throw in a 'cage' in the field house. They'd also have a high jump set up there. Pole vault was tough to do indoors, but some of the techniques for getting over the bar could be practiced in the worst of the winter weather.And, of course, we could run... We did run, in all weather-Hanna found a lightweight stroller with bicycle wheels at a garage sale. So when the weather. The way I felt, I wanted more than just a cock tonight. I wanted a man that had a log between his legs. I felt like I wanted to real bad, I wanted a man that was bold enough and big I wanted to look in his eyes and see that he can fuck me like I deserve to be fucked and has that massive cock that I long and craved for.I saw a man approached me with an air of confidence and aggressiveness that tells me that he will fuck me like I need and crave it. I look at his crotch and I see a huge bulge.