Thrills of a lesbian 3
"I am very sorry, baby."
She brought herself closer to me and pulled me into a tight hug.
"How do I make it up to you, baby?"
Her eyes pleaded. Having that seductive spike it had always had that would always melt me, no matter how strong-headed I try to be or, rather, pretend to be.
"You want to make it up to me?"
A smile appeared on my face.
She already knew that I had fallen for her apologies. I tried to bend my head and hide my excitement, but she was ...