Ruthie's mother called three days after she returned to Davenport. She was crying, but did not say anything other than asking if Ruthie had safely ret...rned to the university. Ruthie wanted to say: "well ... I'm here, aren't I?" Instead she knew that it was up to her to bring up the topic of the fight and punching her mother's arm. Ruthie took a deep breath and apologized for the punch, saying that she did not know what got into her. Her mother responded:"Ruthie, you do know what got into to. She was about as far from being a bimbo as the earth was to the sun. She was the most self-sufficient, street smart, and tough woman he had ever met.“Annie,” Paul warned.“I asked who is the bimbo.”Deciding to be cute, Paul said, “I answered your question. The only bimbo here is you.”“Fuck you, Daddy Dearest,” Annie said getting angry.“Get lost, Annie,” Paul said bluntly.“I want my stuff.”“I threw everything out,” Paul said.“You fucking bastard.”“Now that we’ve established that you’re a bimbo,. In Cindy’s head, she was counting down from ten. In ten seconds, she knew that she would cum her brains out and Tom could not do anything about it. Five, four… and the soaked hand disappeared. Cindy had been so close. Her legs shook and her pussy moved to any sense of sensation that might be there. Cindy slowly came off her edge of bliss as she continued to soak her stomach. A hand curled around the top of her panties at the small of her back and yanked roughly down. Cindy yelped. The mature woman used her own tongue to play with Karen's and she actually felt a stirring in her loins."Wow," said Karen when they broke the kiss. "If I was a guy I'd be fucking you right about now. Are you sure you want to stop?" Yes," said Lucy. She blushed at Karen's "praise." She hadn't wanted to excite the girl. She hadn't wanted to get excited herself."Ya know," said Karen. "Sometimes I wish I was a guy. Not forever, just temporarily." She giggled. "I just read a story about a pretty.