‘Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!’ Lois screamed, her hands tearing at the bedcovers, as yet another powerful orgasm wracked her. ‘Gahhhh...hhhhh!! Gahhhhhhhhhhh!! Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!’ When Doreen was finally done with her, Lois lay panting on the bed, superbly satisfied. Once more, they rolled into each other’s arms. ‘Ohhhh, Doreen!!’ Lois gushed. She kissed her friend, thrusting her tongue between the other woman’s lips where it met the assistant principal’s tongue and dueled with. It wouldn't leave me alone, and by the time I figured out what was happening I had a Ph.D and a patent. A few more ideas later followed by a few more patents and they kicked me off the campus with a MS degree in electrical engineering and minors in math and education. That was all right with me--collegiate bureaucracy didn't agree with my disposition. It made me want to punch people or test an axe handle to destruction.It was the spring of 1992 that I drove back to the farm to help out. Mom and. Usually.”“I messed up. I’m sorry!”“So what are you going to do about it?” Jessica demanded.“She doesn’t work today, so I can’t do anything today. She only works Mondays, Tuesdays, and Thursdays.”“Then I guess you’re having lunch out tomorrow. And you are going to make it right with her!”“Yes, Babe. I promise.”“I swear, at times you are such a MAN it’s not even funny. I thought you were different.”“I said I was sorry. I got it. There’s no need to keep beating on me!”Kara swatted me on the butt. It was amazing, too, how similar our tastes were and the ease with which our conversation deepened and became more intimate as we hinted at, and then talked about, one of the methods we both use to satisfy a necessary human need that was lacking in both of our marriages. We both spend much (too much?) time on the internet visiting sites like ‘Lush,’ and yes, we exchanged user and internet chat IDs, agreeing not to mention our private and very personal leisure activity to anyone else. We talked.