I'm a 34 year old widow as a result of my husband being killed in a highway crash. I started bar hopping to block out any memory of his death. On a Friday night last year when I was half drunk, I met Ronni and struck up a conversation with her. I told her about my husband's accident and my misery about his death. The bar was several blocks from my house, I was drunk and could barely walk. Ronni held me as we walked and she asked to come in so she could comfort me. I told her I wasn't interested in girls and she assured me she was not a lesbian. I noticed a bulge in her jeans and she whipped out her cock. I don't remember everything after that, but I did realize that I had sex with her. That was almost 4 years ago and Ronni now lives with me and we satisfy each others sexual desires and fantasies. She is a super lover and best my best friend. Paige McCarthy