Ruthie tried to explain that she had no other alternative. The response was a lecture telling her that because she chose to forsake God, God had forsa...ken her and that was why she needed to live in sin. Ruthie replied:"Well, you never gave up on God, and he sure didn't do much for you, did he?"Ruthie waited for a response, but then realized her mother had hung up on her. She didn't try to call back.At the end of their first week living away from the university, Mike had a suggestion for. His arms snaked under hers from behind, his fingers grazing her hips through her cotton dress, and closing down hard over her wet hands on the sides of the sink. He used first one foot, then the other, to push the insides of her ankles apart, and leaned her against the sink unit. Legs apart, arms apart, she felt him breathing on her, his rough chin fitted into the angle between her neck and shoulder.His hot breath blew her cold, sending shivers racing around her. Her own breathing quickened, a. " I can make up for it and take you to dinner tonight." Don't worry about it." But I don't like standing you up." You're not standing me up. You stand somebody up when you don't call and don't apologize. We can have lunch tomorrow or something." Well, I don't like doing this to y--" Hey. Do it. Get it out of your system. And leave early. You might hit traffic."The taxi ride to LaGuardia did involve traffic, a lot of it, with the driver swearing and swerving all over the place, and I told him to. I encountered a fellow who seemed absolutely enamored with my anus. I'd never considered that particular orifice as a likely resting place for anything much, but his kisses and licks of my cute little bottom did make me feel very nice. At one point, he was behind me with his tongue in a hard point, and I felt him push it into my rosebud with insistent force. I tried to relax and open for him, and after a few seconds, I felt my rectum expand and blossom enough for him to push almost an inch of.