It was with relief when the Provost told him he could return to his seat. Although he did his best to walk in a dignified pace, he kept feeling like h... was running. He knew his face must have been blushing a bright red, it felt hot enough.He sat down in his seat and breathed a great sigh of relief. The guy sitting next to him asked, “You really did all that stuff?”“Yeah, I didn’t think much about it at the time,” replied Ed. The fact of the matter was that he had been having so much fun that he. Words are just sounds, and their meanings are transitory. Example: "bitch" - a female dog. But then Bitch became a derogatory term for an ill tempered woman. Somewhere around the early 90's 'ill tempered' got confused with 'powerful' and women started bragging that they were Bitches...the point being that a word’s meaning becomes what you want it mean. Like some women tried turning the tables by calling guys 'Male Sluts', but it turns out that guys find that title to be a hierarchical step. She shook her hair out and Jack thought she looked like the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. She looked at him, smiling with a seductive twinkle in her eyes. She slowly reached down and took off her boots and socks, setting them aside.Her shirt was next to come off as her hands slowly slid down her belly to the bottom hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head, her hair spilling free of the black cotton. She slowly slid her hands down over her black silk covered breasts, down her. The therapist had said they only had to do a few more sessions and then she could be done, she was progressing so nicely. It felt wonderful to walk again and be able to do things on her own, she was a little slow going but that was just fine with her for now. It had only been a week since Chase left, she hadn't heard from him at all, but maybe that was because she was still out at the farm with her dad. She finally remembered everything that had happened except the day of the accident, which.