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Married woman rediscovers her secret lesbian desires.(1)
It all started with a knock at our front door late one rainy night when Steve and I were watching TV together with a glass of wine. A strikingly beautiful young woman was on our doorstep in a state of some distress. She was in an evening gown that was torn and dirty, holding muddy high heels in her hand. Blood and makeup streaked her cheeks, and there was blood down one side of her expensive dress where it was ripped open. It looked as if she had been scratched by thorns on her arms and legs. She was shaky, soaking wet and crying. "I've been in an accident... my car." She said between sobs, waving her hand vaguely behind her towards the road which was half a mile away across the fields. Her long, fair hair was wet from the rain, plastered to the side of her pretty features. We soon realiz
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