After reading the curt message Lars had sent to Tiffi, Aggie broke down in hysterics. "It's all over,” she wailed.
Beatrice heard Aggie's sobs and hobbled into the room. "What's the matter my dear?" she asked as she looked from one girl to the other.
Tiffi held up her phone and showed it to Beatrice, who read the message and looked at Tiffi. "Please leave us alone my dear. Come back tomorrow," she told the younger woman. Tiffi looked at her about to object, but despite her advanced years, Beatrice was a force of nature and not easily disobeyed. Tiffi decided that surrender was the better part of valor and kissed Aggie before she left.
Beatrice climbed into the bed with Aggie and pulled her close, holding her like a mother holds an upset child. "I know my dear, I know. It hurts so much. Let it all out. Mother is here for you. Cry all you want, I'll never let you go." She sat there, kissing Aggie's forehead and caressing her hair as Aggie was wracked with sobs. They stayed that way for hours as the sun went down and the house grew dark. Soon, they fell asleep clinging to each other.
As Tiffi was heading home, she got a notification that she had a package at the campus mail center. She went and got the box of bathing suits that the bimbo squad had special ordered for their upcoming car wash.
When Tiffi got back to the apartment that she shared with Bree and Pris, the entire bimbo squad was waiting. As soon as Tiffi walked in, Bree jumped up, "Where the hell have you been? We've been waiting for you to get here with the bathing suits."
Tiffi pushed past her and was heading toward her room when Pris screamed, "Where ya goin'? We wanna see 'em?"
Tiffi stopped in her tracks. Her mind racing for a plausible reason to avoid opening the box in front of the rest of the squad.
Turning around, she glared at Bree and Pris. "I ordered some personal stuff, things for my BOYFRIEND LARS and I to use. " her voice dripping with venom. The two girls took a step back seeing the icy fury in her eyes. "I'm opening this in private and taking out my things first. Then I'll put the suits in a safe place so none of you spoils the surprise by wearing one to some frat's pool party."
"But I wanna see them," one of the fliers said to her, not noticing the hostility between Bree, Pris, and Tiffi.
"Me too," chimed in a base, "We have to make sure they fit."
Tiffi blew air through her clenched teeth. "Trust me, they'll fit. I've worn this brand for years. If anything, they tend to run on the small side, which will attract more customers. If you want, I'll model mine, then anyone who doesn't live here leaves, I have a shitload of studying to do."
They all agreed, so Tiffi went into her room and opened the big box. She pulled out one of the smaller boxes inside. Looking at the text in the big yellow bubble, she smiled, then giggled as she pictured the Bree and Pris's reactions.
After modeling the suit for the rest of the squad, who loved the way it looked, Tiffi returned to her room and took it off. She put hers in her dresser, then unpacked each suit, putting them in plastic bags. She labeled each one with the name of one of her teammates. She put all the empty boxes in the big box and hid it in her room.
She took the four extra suits she ordered over to the house where she met Kate and Tina. If anyone had seen the three girls working together, they would suspect they were mad scientists, creating some kind of monster.
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Lars arrived in Australia and was trying to get used to how different everything was from the US. He had moved into his room, glad that it was a single. He dreaded having to share the room with some kangaroo cowboy. He sat there and let himself cry, wondering how he lost the first woman that he’d ever loved.
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When the sun started streaming through the window, Aggie woke up to see Beatrice was already awake gazing at her lovingly. Aggie felt overwhelmed with appreciation for the older woman and what she had done for her. Suddenly Aggie had to show this wonderful, sexy, senior citizen her appreciation.
Aggie pulled herself up and kissed Beatrice passionately. Beatrice responded by wrapping her arms around Aggie and pulling her close. They began to explore each other's mouths with their tongues.
Aggie quickly unbuttoned Beatrice's blouse and pushed her bra out of the way. Aggie took one of Beatrice's nipples into her mouth and began to suck on it. Beatrice sighed and laid back as she enjoyed the much younger woman suckling on her.
Aggie's hands found Beatrice's belt and began to undo it as she switched nipples. The belt was a struggle to open, but Aggie refused to stop. Beatrice sighed as Aggie feasted on her nipples, enjoying the sensation of pure unbridled lust Aggie was igniting in her.
Finally, Aggie got the belt undone and started to unfasten Beatrice's pants. Beatrice lifted her hips allowing Aggie to pull the pants down her legs. Aggie's tongue tentatively touched the elderly woman's pussy and found it a bit damp. She began to gently lick the folds, surprised to see that the old woman was clean-shaven. As Aggie explored, Beatrice started to caress her proteges ass admiring how firm and taut it was. She remembered when her ass was like that, many decades ago. Pushing up her robe Beatrice was able to slip her fingers into Aggie's wet pussy and started to finger her. Aggie moaned in pleasure and began to lick harder as Beatrice's pussy got wet.
“Oh yes Mother Beatrice, finger my pussy,” Aggie moaned as she sucked the woman’s clit into her mouth. Aggie needed to give this strong, wonderful woman, the best orgasm possible.
Beatrice spread her legs so Aggie could pleasure her. She forced a third finger into Aggie's pussy. "Yes, Mother Beatrice finger my pussy, please." Aggie moaned around her clit. Beatrice's breathing grew deep and heavy as she got closer to cumming. Aggie looked so much like her late lover, it was almost like she was back in college herself. experiencing the forbidden sapphic pleasures Eunice had taught her.
"Yes Aggie my dear, eat Mother's pussy. Make me cum my sweet sweet lover," she moaned as her thumb found Aggie's clit. and began to rub it as her fingers slid in and out of the teen's pussy. Aggie nipped the clit in her mouth. As she found that Beatrice had built up enough lube, Aggie began to finger her, while she focused on her clit.
Beatrice hissed "Ohh yessssssss!" as her orgasm washed over her, making her drive her fingers harder into Aggie. Aggie started thrusting her hips to meet Beatrice's fingers so she too could reach climax. Beatrice shuddered in pleasure as wave after wave of pleasure encompassed her body. Soon Aggie joined her in climax, no longer able to hold back.
When they recovered from their lovemaking, pleasure, they snuggled and held each other. After several minutes of contented silence. Aggie said, "Thank you, Mother Beatrice."
"For what my dear?"
"For making me who I am today. I couldn't be happier. Is there anything I can do for you to make you as happy as you made me?" she asked the older woman.
"Nothing my dear. Everything I could have ever wanted, I have. If I don't have it, then it is something I can't have." she replied, wistfully thinking of her lover. , wishing that she had lived long enough for them to get married.
"Isn't there anything you want? Anything at all?" Aggie asked again. "If there's anything, let me know and if I can make it happen, I will."
"Well my dear, there is one thing. You can't do it for me though. It's the only item left on my bucket list."
"What is it?" Aggie asked her curiosity even more aroused than her pussy.
"Well my dear, even though I am a dyed in the wool 100% rug munching dyke," she said smiling at the terms that had been slurs not too long ago, "I have always wondered what it would be like to let a man... .," She paused as her face turned a bit red. "He would have to be special and understanding, and at my age what man would be willing?"
Aggie smiled at mother Beatrice and laid down next to her. As she relaxed in her mentors arms, she tried to figure out a solution. They laid there snuggled together, basking in the afterglow of their intimacy.
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"So tomorrow is the bikini car wash, Are we all set?" Tina asked the group of ladies in her room.
"Well, Aggie is getting her last cast off right now," Tiffi said. "The bikinis are all set and ready to go. The cheerleaders love them. They think having swimsuits in the school's colors is hot as fuck. They're dying to wear them."
"Mother Beatrice got a reporter to do a human interest story on the car wash. She implied that there would be something special," Christina told the group.
"So now all we need is to make sure that we don't get caught," Tina said.
"I guess that's my part of the plan," Rikki said to the group. I have Wormer eating out of my hand, getting permission for the search will be a piece of cake."
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Bree and Pris were the first ones to put on the new Bikinis. Tiffi was busy making sure that each girl got the right suit and trying not to laugh about the sweet sweet revenge. The whole bimbo squad paraded out onto the quad and to the parking lot, where they had set up the night before.
Every male and quite a few female heads watched the girls walk by in the new suits. Tiffi hung back a bit and watched Christina and Hannah head into her apartment. When the cheerleaders entered the quad, they were a huge hit. All the guys were whistling and catcalling the beautiful woman in skimpy swimsuits. Most were busy taking pictures and videos that they uploaded to various social media sites. The girls knew that the publicity would bring more customers so they put on a show.
