He was enjoying her company so much. He reached across the table and covered her hand with his. ‘Thank you Toni for coming out with me this afternoo...n!’ The electric tingle at his touch startled her. ‘Oh, Mel, I really enjoyed it, very much!’ ‘There is a play at The Ridge Playhouse in a couple of hours. Would you like to stay and see it? They are performing, A Midsummer Night’s Dream.’ ‘Are you sure? It’s an awfully long drive back.’ ‘Tomorrow is Saturday, you can sleep in.’ ‘I’d love to.’ ‘In. Tired, she would walk the rest of the way. Looking down, her shirt was still half wet and her tits showed clearly. Her baggy jean shorts hung low on her hips, the beltline just above her pubic hair, exposing her tight stomach. She’d loosened her baler-twine belt so they would ride lower and protect her legs while she was toting hay.She became more alert as she neared the Woodsons. As she crossed in front of their driveway, ol’ lady Woodson yelled out. “Morning, you must be Emmitt’s oldest. Savita too quickly stripped herself naked. The two women stood naked, staring at each other. Savita knew Mandira was wet. She wanted to feel her lips again. Savita moved in for a kiss, and Mandira reciprocated. The room was filled with wet slurping sounds.Savita’s hands moved in between Mandira’s legs. Mandira had never done this with a woman. Savita gently tapped her clit, making Mandira moan. She made Mandira lie down on the floor and spread her legs. Quickly Savita planted a kiss on her wet. I'd have to put up with the wretched Jonny for two hours,possibly more. I'd only met Jonny once and he had pinched my arse like Iwas a piece of meat. It didn't take long to work out that he was self-centred and thought himself God's gift. Now I had to pander to his everyneed, whatever that meant. Not that I didn't have a good idea.I'm told that I make a very pretty and very passable girl. But I am maleand I don't fancy men at all. However being pretty means some men find meattractive. It is.