" she said, trying to sound calm so the dog would obey. He looked up at her with a confused expression, cocked his head, turned around and ran back in...to the living room and jumped onto the couch looking worried. He put his little head down between his front paws and lay there.She tried fighting him off her as he dragged her down the hall into her bedroom, his hand covering her mouth, her legs kicking in the air. He picked her up, she tried kicking him in his groin with her right foot, but it. I think she felt an attraction too. Here we were, two women kissing. Bosom tobosom, lipstick coated lips engaged, the respective fragrances of our perfumeblending and adding to the arousal. It could've been the prelude to aninteresting evening. But, Jan was level headed and sent me on my way. I knewthis was the beginning and the prospect excited me.I traveled home alone, in my woman's role, being very careful about trafficrules. I didn't want to risk being stopped. Scary yet thrilling.I spent. Like always, it was a bit painful to think that he had lost his wife much earlier in life and did not know, if she would agree, if Armando bought her a strap-on for using on him. He realized, it would not have been a real thing either but it would be at least attached to someone else and could perform much better than holding his own dildo and fucking himself with it while masturbating with the other hand. What a fake but necessary. Armando was a very neat man and careful not to leave any marks. Much as I hated to end it, I didn’t see a way to make that relationship work in the long term.As I said, I had been single for about six months. I had long been in the habit of visiting the local farmer’s market that was held once a week. I’d just bought a bag full of freshly picked corn on the cob, when the woman standing beside me at the produce stall remarked that these were the biggest ears of corn she had ever seen.As comes naturally to me, I made a sexually playful remark to her: “Do you.