Chapter 36

Several dances later, I was sure that Royce followed behind, as I rode home in my new friend's compact car. "Since I am going to take you to where I live, don't you think I should know your name," I asked.

"Rosie Nixon," she said boldly. She seemed to dare me to make a comment.

"Well Rosie Nixon, my name is Lucille but everyone calls me Lucy." I tried to be as gracious, as Rosie was combative.

"Tell me Lucy, do you have children?" she asked in that same challenging tone.

"Yes, I have a son who is in college and a daughter." I said.

"What does your daughter do," she asked.

"If it is important, I can look it up for you. To be honest I forget right now." I said it honestly. I did not expect the discussion that followed.

"How could you forget that?" she asked almost angrily.

"Rosie I forget a lot of things. I had a little head trauma recently, and it effected my memory. To be honest honey, tomorrow when I wake up, I won't remember any of this." I said truthfully.

"No matter how many times I make you cum, you won't remember?" she asked.

"No, but most likely I will make a note in my journal. That is so that I can look it up. I need that just in case I see you again." I replied honestly.

"Holy shit, I don't know what to say about all that," she replied.

"Memories are really over rated I think now that I work from a laptop's memory." I suggested.

"You are really joking aren't you?" she said still not accepting the situation.

"Not at all, does it really matter that much?" I asked.

"I guess not," she finally said as she finally seemed to accept how things wee going to be with us. "So you live in this old people's home?"

"I live in an all adult condominium building, if that is what you mean. I can have my children visit, so don't worry they won't call the police," I said with a smile.

"Have you ever done it with a girl?" she asked with that combative tone again.

"I have no idea," I replied. My own memory was wiped out as I said before. My substitute memory was filled in by my ex husband and my kids. I am trying to fill the gaps as I go along. My problem is every morning I have to start all over."

"Obviously if you had been closet gay your kids would not have known. Your husband probably wouldn't tell you, even if you left him for a chick." Rosie was laughing at that point. She seemed to be accepting it and getting into it.

"So even if you were a lez slut, I will still have to seduce you?" she suggested.

"Exactly, I still have to be convinced to do it, even if I have done it a thousand times previously," I said.

"Okay, I can get into this," she said as we entered the condo. It was really quite nice I suppose if you compare it to a dorm room.

"So would you like a drink," I asked.

"What I would like Miss Lucy is for you to come sit with me," she said not so gently. She was back to that challenging tone of hers.

"Sure I am going to reheat a cup of coffee first then I will be right there," I said. I really needed the coffee, What I wanted was to go to sleep. I thought that I had over done it for a first day on my own. I knew I should stay awake at least a while longer.

When I sat down, Rosie move to me, and at the same time she pulled me to her. She kissed me with a lot of tongue. I might have been shocked if I knew for sure that I hadn't done the same thing a thousand times before. Since I didn't know, I just enjoyed the sensation and tried to forget who was providing it. I began to have difficulty breathing. Rosie noticed I was sure.

"You like kissing don't you Miss Lucy?" she asked.

"I am finding out just how much I like it. It has obviously been awhile at least I think it has. Hell, I don't know," I said it just as Rosie pulled me to her to shut me up. To do that she kissed me while she covered my right breast with her left hand. I felt her manipulate my nipple and it felt wonderful.

When I covered her breast it was much softer and larger then mine. "I do love that feeling," I said as I massaged her breast and pinched her nipple.

"Which feeling? Me playing with your tits, or you playing with mine?" she asked.

"Both, but I do like the your reactions. I love to hear you gasp and moan." I suggested.

"Oh yes, I love it when you do that," she said.

Without any warning she slipped from the sofa and spread my legs. She opened my shorts and pulled the cotton fabric along with my cotton panties down just enough to get inside them.

Before she could do anything, I pushed her away. She looked disappointed until I wiggled out of my shorts and panties to give her complete access. "Oh yes baby, this is definitely not your first rodeo," she said as she spread my clit hood so that she could reach the butter bean sized ball of nerve endings. She used her tongue to move it back and forth and then right and left. When she spread my hood the little button popped right out for her, so she obviously knew what she was doing. Her hot wet tongue released a huge amount of sensations which had been locked inside it. So strong were the sensations that I began to orgasm immediately and couldn't stop the spasms until long after she finished her manipulations.

Rosie held me while I wound down from the strange place she had pushed me. When I finally returned to the world occupied by normal people, she kiss me again more roughly than the first time. After her kisses I was hot and not sure why she started on me again. I did understand when she pushed me to the floor. Before I knew it, she had me positioned in the same way she had been earlier.