... as she put her plate in the dishwasher.
Bulma frowned as she was
about to light a cigarette. “You know
what, I don’t need this.” Bulma said as
she put the cigarette away. “It’s time
I quit anyways.” Bulma said as she
squished the cigarette pack and threw it in the trash. “So just how much
exercising did you girls get today?”
Bulma said smiling at Bra. “We
got some exercise in. Pan said she saw
you come in for a second.” Bra said as
she closed the dishwasher. “Yeah, you
two looked like you were really having fun.
I mean you two were really into each other.” Bulma said. “So how much
did you see?” Bra asked as she walked
to the table. “A few seconds, but that
was all I needed.” Bulma said as she
walked over to Bra. “It made me
remember the first time I made love to a woman. It was sometime Cell was defeated and Eight-teen helped me
through my pregnancy. A week after you
were born your father said I disserved a night to relax. So me, Eight-teen and Chichi had a girls
night out.” Bulma said as she sat at
the table. “Chichi was the designated
driver. Me and Eight-teen got drunk.
Not puke and pass out drunk, but more like loss of inhibitions
drunk.” Bulma said as she took a sip of
wine. “Mom, after a week I was
born?” Bra said as she stared at her
mother. “I was mad that your father
missed the whole thing because he was out training. I h...