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Lesbian Stories: The Strap On (2/3)At 5:45p.m. Robin was just settling into her seat on the bus for the thirty minute ride up to New Town. What a long hard day she thought and dozed off as the bus made its stops on the trip north from the Loop. When the driver yelled next stop Diversey, Robin was roused awake and got off the bus and headed down the street towards her apartment. Although she wasn't normally a drinker, she decided to have a glass of white wine in a cozy bar she had passed hundreds of times but had never entered. The place was fairly dark so it tool several seconds for her eyes to adjust to the low light level, but when they did, she realized that there wasn't a man in the place as she had stumbled into one of the lesbian hangouts New Town was famous for. There were about seven or eight women playing pool and three sitting at the bar nursing drinks and talking to the bartender while a juke box was in the corner while some light pop music was playing in the back ground.
Even before she sat down a strong looking woman came over and offered to buy her a drink. Robin said sure as she sat down and introduced herself, and the woman extended her hand and said her name was Jo--short for Joanne. She looked to be about thirty three to thirty five years old with short dark brown hair and a very solid build,and while she wasn't fat, husky would be a better description, her hand shake was very firm, almost painful, giving Robbin the immediate feeling that this lady usually got what she wanted! Jo also obviously had a large chest that seemed almost out of place on her tomboyish frame, and a man's striped sport shirt and blue jeans completed the appearance, as she thought that's what a typical butch would look like.
Robin on the other hand was just the opposite, she was much more slight of build, almost thin with ash blond hair that hung almost to her shoulders, a very pretty face along with long legs and perfect 34-B breasts made her look very feminine indeed! As their drinks arrived Robin all of a sudden became very nervous, here she was in a bar, no, a lesbian bar, with an obviously butch lesbian who was trying to pick her up!! Jo started off the conversation with small talk about work, where she lived, etc., and right from the start Robin could feel Jo's power over her. She began to feel something she had never felt before in her whole life, the feeling of almost total submission to another human being! As they drank and talked, Jo let her hand rest on Robin's thigh and she felt that feeling deep inside she got only when she was alone in her own bed! As they talked, Jo's hand moved farther and farther up Robin's leg until finally it rested on her wet mound! With her breathing becoming more difficult, Jo maneuvered her hand so that her fingers were tracing a line up and down her crack.
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