His father is the Earl of Smithfield." Holy shit!" Ruth said a little too loudly. "You realize that his father might think he's too good for you now? ...Wouldn't that be funny?" No!" Regan said through clenched teeth."Oh, crap," Ruth said. "That came out all wrong. I didn't mean funny as in 'ha-ha.' I meant funny as in, you know, ironic. You could really yank your mother's chain with that one." You don't really think that could happen, do you?" Regan asked.Ruth shrugged."I've never met either of. Maybe around 27 or 28 years old. She was wearing a t-shirt and track pants. Her assets looked in prime shape. Maybe she was doing workouts or yoga post the birth of her daughter. Long hairs, little short in height, nice wide lips, busting boobs, long neck, nice shaped wide ass.Overall she was quite attractive. When she sat her boobs weight pulled her down from her shoulders. I don’t remember when I slept off sitting on the single seat and a gentle tap from the lady woke me up. I looked at my. She had even resorted to the use of her old standby Mr. Stuffings who normally resided in the bottom drawer of her dresser. The battery operated tubular device had served her well both in University and on the many holiday trips she had made with her parents in the next room. It would have been most unseemly to have invited a male acquaintance into her quarters with them in such close proximity.Now that she was alone, she merely solved her pussy-stuffing challenges with handy strange males up. Lydia was the goth/emo girl of the neighborhood and always wore wild looking clothes and dyed her in hair different colors, but for this Halloween she was dressed as a gothic vampiress. she stood at about 5'5", 115 pounds with a petite thin figure and had curvy hips and a small A-cup bustline. She had her shoulder length dark hair highlighted with blue tips and was wearing a tight curve hugging long black dress that was frayed at the ends and a cute little pair of white fangs hanging over her.