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Once inside the house I decided to take it slowly; offer Evie some lunch and take her home. She was a married woman after all, I told myself. That would be the responsible thing to do. But that's not how it worked out at all. She looked so damn good in those tight jeans with her high heels and her irresistible mouth and her gorgeously full breasts. Those sexy, pointy n*****s were making my clit throb pleasantly. On top of that, knowing she's a lesbian just took away my self- control. Completely. God I wanted her so much. I was hungry for her in a way I had never experienced before with any man ever. "I think I might be bi..." I started out, thinking an explanation was necessary. I wanted to confess the terrifying but thrilling thoughts that I had never given voice to before. Evie put her