Ed paid for the purchases, asking that the goods be put in two separate bags. The clerk looked at him and put everything in a single bag, able to tell...that Ed was from out of town and there was no chance of repeat business.Dissatisfied with the service, Ed was tempted to ask for his money back. Looking at the bored clerk and his audience, Ed decided a more appropriate parting shot was required. In a droll voice, he asked, “Where did you learn to count?”The clerk looked up at him in surprise and. She was from old money, schooled back east in Boston, and knew just about everyone.So Joyce comes into the bathroom and starts talking to me while I'm putting on my face. When the room empties out, she turns to me and asks me how I feel about groups."Group sex?" I ask."Uh huh. I mean, I really am attracted to you and if Arnie was interested, I could talk Billy into it and the four of us could go back to his place. I'd really like to put on a show with you."And she leans over and gives me a. At least, nothing like what happened tonight." Let's see," said the professor. "Men didn't do it. Toys or raunchy stories don't work for you. Girls aren't really your flavor. But you explode like Mount Vesuvius when I beat your ass."She pointed her finger at Gloria. "You, my honey, are a positively perfect pain slut. It takes pain to trip your trigger." She smiled and her voice became soft and deep. "And I know just the place to find someone to pop your circuits regularly."The professor. "Let's go, Mom," he said and she started the truck and put it in reverse, turned around then back up the long driveway to the house, Carrie ran off to her room, he grabbed her by the wrist and she felt cold steel clamp down on it, then he pulled it behind her back and clamped the other wrist to it, he turned her around and planted a kiss on her lips, while a hand sought out a tit through her blouse, reveling as the nipple got hard. "Mom, that's not a very friendly kiss, now is it? I want a real.