"Say Blondie, what do you say of having sex together? Just you, me and your bedroom?"
To your surprise, Blondie accept and take you to her home, to Max home. She drags you to her room and, as soon as she close the door, trow you on the bed and start undressing you. You just have enough time to see she totally redesigned the room, it became very pink, and something that wouldn't have been out of place in a love-hotel. And did I say how pink it was?
It's Blondie's pouting which snap you out of it, prompting you to urgently do for her what she did for you. (You undress her, in case you didn't understand, and fast.)
You start making a trail of kisses on her body, your partner squealing in anticipation. Slowly going south, you end up facing her pussy and start inserting one finger, in and out, in and out, then add a second, in and out, until you feel she lubricated enough to comfortably put your tongue there, you start eating her out while imagining what Blondie could be like if she was as intelligent as Max had been.
But to you Blondie is Blondie, you can't picture her not looking like a bimbo. You end up picturing her as someone that voluntarily hide her true intelligence behind a bimbo facade. Someone that act and speak the way any bimbo would when in public, but could let that facade drop when alone with peoples she trust, like you, be it as Blue or as Sam. There is one last wort that describe Blondie, both the current one and the fake-bimbo you're picturing. It's the exact opposite to what Max was: Loyal.
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You wake up the next morning, back to being Sam, your tongue still in Bondie's privates. "Finally awake, sleeping beauty?" Blondie purr, her voice sweet as honey. "Thanks for giving me back my intelligence without turning me into nothing more than a female Max."
"You should thank Blue, she's the one who thought she might be able to change you. That, and she saw how you were becoming dumber and dumber, and feared how it would impact your health."
"And I do plan on thanking her as I should, in this very bed, next time she's out. I would propose you the same, but I know you're not as horny as her, or me for that matter. Anyway, if you ever wanna fuck, you know where to find me."