Finally, after another extended trip to the bathroom, she told me her name was Bambi Lynn Smith and that she lived at a sorority house where she was a...pledge. ‘Let’s go,’ I said and we departed in my rattletrap to take her home. ‘Did we? Last night, I mean.’ she asked as we drove. ‘No,’ I said. ‘Was I a mess?’ she asked. ‘Yes,’ I said. ‘Thanks,’ she said as I drove off. Back at the apartment I returned to my usual routine and felt quite good. I had helped another person. The better I felt about. I don’t know why they were looking at me like that. I’m just, like, being who I am. I’m a slut so why don’t they just, like, accept that? The college was pretty crowded. Most people were headed towards their first class and I saw several teachers crossing the quad as well. As soon as I walked on campus, everyone stared at me. Several phones started going off as people took pictures at me. I just smiled and wiggled my ass as I walked. Absentmindedly, I rubbed my nipples to make sure they stayed. Sam sat up on his bed. "I'm sorry we upset you, Mom."Caroline drew in a breath, then let it out. "But not sorry for what you did?" No," Sam said. "Not really."His mother closed her eyes, then opened them. "Joan said that today was the first time you... did this. Is that true?" Yes," Sam said."Why?!" Caroline demanded, then before he could answer, said "Never mind. I know we've all been under a lot of stress... and with your illness... anyway, I'm sure we can figure this out. I'm going to call a. "We're just getting started."Just getting started! What next?I felt her hands adjust my position by raising my legs and hooking them under her arms. As my behind was raised, her tongue licked all around my rosebud and probed my bottom hole. The feeling was indescribable. Her fingers found my clit and started rolling it between her fingers, she curved her other hand to reach deep into me and rub on my most sensitive of spots. I just about went out of my mind at the sheer pleasure. I screamed in.