This was a mistake that pushed my friend into action by thinking that I wanted her. We became very close after that day and spent a lot of time together. My brain tried to fight back for control, but my body demanded that this must happen. It felt so good that I was easing back into sleep, and my innocent mind didn’t see anything wrong when she placed a hand on my hip. I was squirming from the pleasure caused by her lips on my breasts and the way she was taking her time teasing them. After getting into her bed, I laid my glasses on her nightstand and listened to the sound of her undressing as I fell asleep. She was talking about my roommate Karen but was confused about what a dyke was. “What do you mean?
