I turned to walk away. Actually, I ran away. He saw me leave and chased after me. I was in tears when he caught up to me in the quad. “Look, Kitten,...she means nothing to me. You said you didn’t have time for a complicated relationship.”I glared at him and said, “For a guy that claims to have the gift of knowing women, you are clueless.”“What are you saying?”“I’m saying you’re an idiot.” I ran away, not wanting him to see me cry. The next few weeks he called constantly. I ignored him. His. My mind was spinning. "I need to cum Bobbie," he said as he dropped his robe. "It's been a while and I need my Bobbie to fix it." He crawled onto my bed and straddled me, shifting my arms as to trap them at my sides with his knees. My mind was still half asleep, but not enough to know that the intrusion was wrong. I couldn't allow any late-night and unannounced visits. I came to my senses and began to protest. "Carl, you can't..." Smack! He cut me short with a slap. What the fuck! A slap? I. Now my mom was only in her bra and her blouse was hanging two sides after he put his finger into the bra and pulled my mom boobs from her bra and play with that during this he bites my mom ears and neck. My mom was not able to control her feelings so my mom was turned to his side and hug him tightly.He felt the softness of my mom boobs on his chest. Now he pressed his cock into my mom pussy and my mom was felt like in heaven. He inserted his finger into my mom sari and touched my mom pussy lips. It became apparent that this was more an introduction than a speech.Perhaps the last named girls would be especially questioned by thoseangry at not making the cut, so a preemptive explanation was required?Seeing the direction this was going, Cami quickly counted in her mind whothe minority for anything other than what she hid in her panties couldbe. Exactly five. One, Aisha, had already been selected. Among therest, Janelle Robinson was clearly the choice.Janelle was very gracious but not.