Been for a check up at local hospital in Newcastle and given all clear, wandering towards bus station and saw a sign outside a pub - New -Beef and Beetroot Baguettes. Went in an and ordered one- they were made fresh on demand. Bar lass said ,' just got in on time as lunch orders ending.' Ordered a coffee as not wanting a pint. It arrived and was sensational- it was huge. Thanked lass. I ate it and it was so tasty. Finished my coffee and sat relishing the feast. A voice said, 'what was it like?' Saw the waitress there and replied, 'A feast for the taste buds!.' 'Pickled beetroot better?' 'No way, ruin it altogether.' 'Thank you. like a pint?' 'If you will join me.' We got talking and her name was Lyd and she was a mature student doing Law. I was flattered as I was 60 and a lot older than her. I returned the pint and we continued to chat. Somehow she was so assuring and trusting. I admitted that I was not that much into relationships. Somehow I never could chat up lasses. She said I was not doing badly as she was gay. I felt secure. We nattered and then I said I would have to go. Why not come with her as she lived round the corner. I embarrassingly explained that my hospital appointment was about my lack of virility. She just said that I was to her ideal mate and to come with her. We arrived at her flat and she made a coffee each and we sat and chatted. Then she said that she was a dyke and fancied me as her lass. I blushed and was uneasy. She came close and kissed me not as a lass but as a 'bloke'. Next I felt her al over me and a strange sensation- I was not in control but she was. I felt her undress me. She then caressed me all over. I responded but not as a male but as a lass. We headed for the bedroom and she laid me on the bed and became very frisky. I felt her rub my anus and a cold feeling. next she split my legs and entered me with a strap on and pounded me. I felt my flaccid penis harden and then she came as I did. I am enjoying quite a few beef and beetroot sandwiches each week!