So I was able to do whatever I could have at least in the bus. I sometimes pressed her smooth tummy with my hand, mostly concentrating on those great ...oobs. I was trying to find those nipples from within the blouse with my fingers. Now I was getting faster and faster and to add to the fire she slowly whispered to me “Zor Se.”Now I was pressing them as hard and fast as I could and as I looked at her, she had closed her eyes and was breathing a bit heavily. One of her shopping bag even slipped. When she saw us together, shopping, she realized that I was into girls, and was all over me, blatantly flirting with me in front of Jo. "She was," I whispered. "But, I didn't even talk to her! I was seriously only in there for, like, five minutes! I swear. I just wanted a new toy," I mumbled.I find it sweet that Jo gets so jealous of Mindy. But, I would never. Mindy isin't even my type. I start to say this, but stop myself. It's a pointless conversation we've had many times. Jo. "I hope you'll be gentle with my daughter. Please don't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do," Mrs. Rowell said, interrupting my recollection of seeing To Have and Have Not with her bare-assed daughter.What a strange thing for a mother to say to a college freshman. What did she take me for?"I'm always gentle with Wanda. I wish you would tell her to be gentle with me," I said to Mrs. Rowell, making her laugh."Just remember what I said. My daughter is the essence of innocence. I want. Please be awarethis story also contains drug use and sex between two consenting persons.I received a nice email from a fellow reader. Her dream girl is a sexybimbo type by the name of Sophie Dalzell (mine was Courtney Stodden) andafter seeing pictures of her I can only say that she is exactly likesomeone I pictured CeCe/Bambi eventually becoming. -------------------------------------------------------------------------After my dance with Bobby was done Destiny came to take me with her backto.