She was there in the morning when I woke up. That had used to be normal, but she hadn’t made Herself known in a number of months. Ever since I’d refused what She had offered. “What are you doing here?” I asked. She perched comfortably atop my makeup table, Her golden curls pinned up atop
“No worries, it happens,” I told her outside the playschool. That was the first time we met. Her son and my daughter had had a fight, just a kiddie thing, nothing to worry about. She invited me for coffee and I accepted readily. We chatted and laughed the whole morning. I noticed a thrill running
Amy was eighteen when I seduced her. Almost fully developed, she had a wonderful figure and a pretty face. I’m forty-two and divorced. I love seducing young girls and straight women, showing them the many pleasures of lesbian sex. I’m 5’6″, 135 lbs., with nice firm 38C breasts that both men and women stare at