.”“I know Sam,” Jennifer replied as she saw the younger redhead struggling with her words and emotions at this novel girl-girl experience. “I ...know I’m not a ‘LESBIAN’ or anything because I really like being with guys ... but, uh, something with you just clicked in my head as you played that song.”The older brunette then leaned over to her emotionally conflicted friend and gave her another medium tension hug. With Sam’s head on her bare shoulder and her chin on the upper part of her naked. She looked over again but the man had gone and just for a fleeting second she felt a bizarre sense of sadness, that somehow she’d missed out on something important, a chance to be seized upon and held. Shaking herself, she glanced at her watch and made her way back into the bar area. The ferry was almost empty, just a few drivers hanging around the bar and tossing back a whisky or two as they gathered up their bags. Over the tannoy, one of the crew informed the passengers that it was time to. Seems I had dislocated a shoulder when I fell and Maggie did not leave my bedroom, except when she had to, for the whole week.I learned rather quickly there was no arguing with Maggie. At the end of this little setback, things returned to normal but Maggie didn’t move back. She was now my live-in caregiver and I got better so very quickly. There was a new feeling on that little corner lot. I was starting to get a garden ready for this year. It had been such had been a long time since I even. I don't know exactly why, but the sight and scent of her feet was a huge turn on. While we were talking and sipping on our drinks, I began massaging her feet. She let out a slight moan and asked me to keep doing what I was doing. I continued to rub and massage her feet. She was enjoying it, so I'm not sure why, but I raised one of her feet to my mouth and began sucking on her slightly dirty toes. She let out a gasp, "yes, that's it baby, suck momma's toe." While I was sucking on her toes, she.