"How did you know I was a lesbian" she murmured."My best mate at school reckons all pretty girls are bi-sexual, so I figured you might have tried it"...."No" said Molly, stroking my right hand and checking for short finger nails "but show me the pictures, and we might give it a try".We sauntered indoors, trying to hide our blushes, grabbed the laptop and ran upstairs to Molly's room. I showed her how to logon and stroked her bottom while she flipped through the pictures lying face-down on her bed.. Now i often catch him staring at every part of my body whenever i see him (my ass, my chest, my legs). He doesn't hide it. I know that he knows i see him staring, nevertheless he still does it. I caught him one time when we were watching a movie, I was seating at the sofa with my legs on top of my boyfriend's. I was wearing very short shorts that day (that's how comfortable I am with his family). His father was seating on his lazyboy across from us when i caught him staring at my legs. When he. So, I’m tryin’ to keep chattin’ with him so I says. “Oopsy ... seems like your hand is on my backside down there. Isn’t that funny!”And he says, “Oopsy! Looks like it is ... and ain’t that a wonder, that you ain’t screaming for the poh-leece like one o’ them haters! And ya know what’s even funnier? I gotta tell you Missus, that your bottom, well, it feels mighty fine to this old nigger, yes it does!” And he gives me that nice smile you know, so I smiles back at him. And he’s got this happy. He was now rolled over on his side and was facing me, we were looking at each other and then he reached down and started playing with his cock.I sat there for a while and watched him as he played with his cock, after a while he stopped and rolled over onto his back, I grabbed my bag and started to walk over, my mind was racing with excitement as I slowly walked over, I looked at him more closely now as he lay on his back, he wasn't a young guy, 50ish, about the same age as me and in good.