Delia Larson, has had a charmed life, living in a house in a shaded tree-line neighborhood in a town called Arcadia, Until her best friend named Lacey Mayfield, Until something happened.
Delia Larson was in the kitchen of her house in a shaded tree-line neighborhood on a clear sunny day in Arcadia, when there was a knock on the door, Delia put the last dish in the drainer, she turned the faucet off, wiped her hands off, she walked out of the kitchen, through the living room, she opened the front door of her house, and saw her best friend, Lacey Mayfield, standing on the front porch.
"Hi, Lacey, what a plesent surprise", Delia said.
"Hi, Delia, can I come in, i would like to talk to you about something?", Lacey asked.
"Ok, come in", Delia answered as Lacey went in the living room and Delia closed the door behind them, they sat down on the couch.
"So, what do you want to tell me?", Delia asked as they settled at the couch.
"Well, Delia, I don't even know how to say it, But I'm just going to get right on it, I'm a Lesbian", Lacey answered until a shocked look was on Delia's face.
"What?", Delia asked until Lacey Moved a little closer to Delia.
"I'm a Lesbian", Lacey answered as she saw Delia's Blonde Hair.
"I just can't believe, you're my Best Friend, and now you're a Lesbian", Delia said not knowing that Lacey's hand was moving up and down her blonde hair and moving her other hand on tits.
"Lacey, what are you doing?", Delia asked until Lacey put her finger on Delia's Lips.
"Shhhh, don't talk, Delia", Lacey answered until they went up-stairs.