”“Thank you. Thank you so much,” she replied, hugging me tightly.We ordered a cab and headed to dinner, testing our new IDs immediately. I order...ed a vodka martini while she had a glass of champagne, the waiter only glanced at our IDs before bringing the drinks. Dinner was spectacular, we talked and laughed as we shared a bottle of wine over delicious seafood.Leaving the restaurant, Emily slipped her arm through mine.“I think that was the best meal of my life… and the company wasn’t too bad. Then I slowly dragged the banana across her womanhood, slightly harder and deeper each time until the banana glistened in the morning breeze with the wetness of her fresh juices. I took the banana and dragged it over her top lip, under her nose, forcing her to smell her own scent. "You smell good, don't you?" I asked. The only answer was a soft moan. I then took the banana and inserted the tip into her vagina. I moved it up and down slowly at first and then pushed it in as she moaned again. I. "Who the hell are you?" A soldier," I said, "and her friend." A rebel you mean, just as she is, disloyal, a traitor to her class." This your house?" I asked the man."Yes, of course," he said."She is leaving," I said. "You are to send her things later, all of them, carefully packed, her clothes and whatever else is hers. I will tell you where and when later. If you fail, I will return and feed you your liver and lights." But," the girl said."Get your jewelry, anything you must have and go dress. Simply put – I never notice men. They notice me and I ignore them. What bugged me about this man was that he was so damn good looking. My eyes were glued to him. What was it about him that hit me with those powerful vibes?Then the man’s eyes locked on my eyes and suddenly I felt a strange tug inside my mind. I also felt suddenly weak with an overwhelming desire to spread my legs for him. Here I was a lesbian and feeling heterosexual desire for the first time in my life. I'm not sure how.