The still attractive thirty something office worker was shy but she understood if she didn’t do something fast, she would wind up like her cousin Ru...h with three cats and no man in her home. She certainly felt a great deal of pity for Ruth and she knew her cousin was fairly attractive even at forty and there remained some time to at least attract a boyfriend for an one night stand, if not a spouse for the long haul.She had bent over for her middle-aged but still attractive boss Mister Jennings. Kurz bevor er sie berührt hatte, war sie aufgesprungen und hatte ihm eine geknallt. Gerne hätte sie ihm noch ordentlich die Meinung gesagt, aber in dem Moment war Anne zurückgekommen und sie wollte vor ihr keine Szene machen. Schließlich war sie noch ein Teenager und hatte noch keine Ahnung von diesen Dingen. Trotz ihres Alters war sie noch weit davon entfernt einen Freund zu haben und das war auch gut so. Verehrer gab es allerdings schon genug.Während der Fahrt hatte ihr Schwager ihr die ganze. I checked my skull to make sure the plates were not overlapped and nothing was mushy. I had someone look to see if I needed stitches. Nope just a bleeding bruise. I have like a three inch scab along the top of my head. I stayed awake for two hours to make sure of no concussion then took a Naproxen to make sure I wouldn’t tighten up like a board during the night and other than a little soreness that I still have. That was that.It was a dissonant experience though. People were concerned for me. A better deal all around, wouldn't you agree Mrs. Tucker?" she reasoned.The woman thought it through, the smiled and asked. "Ok, maybe so. But what do we have to do with it? And what if our husband's thing isn't rubber, what if it's infantilism. Or coprophilia or any of the other sick things they want god-fearing women to do to them. How can you reconcile those with the scriptures?"Carmen laughed out loud, that was a good one. "Try this one on for size. Old testament: however a woman cleaves.