Little lesbian snipes

I will tell you about how I grew up in a far off foreign country.  We had maids. The maids slept in small house off to one side of the kitchen. I was young and I spent time with the maids and because I was young I went over to the maid's quarters where I saw them living, undressing and standing naked while they bathed with a large tub and a small bucket that they poured water over their head.  I saw one maid bathe another maid and touch her, wash her breasts and wash between her legs, and wash between the cheeks of her behind. I was ten and I knew a little about sex.  I asked the maid to bather me. 

She bathed me in the house, in a great big bathroom, and she washed me and washed me between my legs and between the cheeks of my behind.  She kissed my little nipples and sometimes after bathing me she kissed my little lips, the ones between my legs. When I was older, I had gone through puberty, I lay on bed and she would wash me and I would keep my legs open and she washed my girl pussy and my girl butt and kiss me right on my clitoris.  Sometimes her tongue would slip down in between my lips and lick me up from my vagina. She had rough dark black pubic hair and when she opened her legs the insides were shiny and dark red and I kissed her there. 

I went away for school, back to my home country.  I went to a standard dormitory setting and I had a young girl from one of the provinces as my roommate. She said she was French or her mother was French.  Small, with small tits, and small little girl ass. She had a full sized girl part and I licked it and kissed it and made her feel good.  I told her about my maid and she laughed and told me how straight it was growing up.  She had to sneak around when she was in secondary school because she liked this girl that was two grades up.   We were regular little lovers, we had sex as often as we could. She is the one that first used the world lesbian with me. 

I took her back to the country where I grew up, my maid was there, and so were my parents.  We got to sleep in the same big bed because the house didn't have a guest room.  My maid picked up our panties off the floor and told me I had a very nice and pretty girlfriend and she was happy for us.  She is the only one that picked up that we were lesbian and that at night we had sex in that big room and that big bed I slept in as a child. 

We live in a big city, in the capital of the nation.  We work and share an apartment and go out with our friends. We are not those lesbians that you see on television, we are lesbians that don't call attention to ourselves. The type whose mothers are always asking if have met a good young man.