Now, I do.”“Oh yeah! Fuck me!”Theron put Kaycee on her back. He rammed her missionary style. “I love your fuckin’ body, baby!”“Thank you... You bought me these tits,” Kaycee reminded him.“Best money I ever spent. You gon’ make me leave her for real.”“Stupid bitch! I hate her!”“I hate her too, white gurl! You so much prettier than her.”“Oh, Theron! Fuck my pink tranny pussy,” she whined as she jacked her thin 4-inch penis.“Yeah, gurl! This what I like. Fuckin’ raw. No c***d support!”Theron emptied. I couldn't get my nipples to go down at all (visible nipples is a big fashion no-no). Fortunately it was cold enough (for northwestern Georgia) that I could stick a few layers of tissue over them and wear a sweater. Even so they were a constant irritant. They needed some attention.There is a simple solution for being wet and ready down there, a sanitary pad. I didn't need one, it wasn't that time of month, but I didn't want to walk around school sending out all of the indicators that I needed. ”“Oh ... it’s not the right thing yet for us, either,” Cindy said.Nanette and I had a light run—just three miles—Thursday morning and I was back in time for a shower and to load my viol into the truck before we headed for school. I had a first period lesson with Herr Richter and he didn’t like to start late. I was surprised to find Remas ready to leave with her cello in hand. She had her hair down at breakfast and explained her heritage to all our pod, but she was back in her hijab as we walked. “It gets me so hot that you want to watch me. i have to play with myself.” She fingers herself in front of Meghan.To Meghan’s left, she hears a cell phone ringing. She looks over there and sees a very attractive, young woman sitting at the next table in a business outfit answering the phone. She’s sitting at a table similar to Meghan’s so we can only see her top. She smiles at Meghan and takes her top off and plays with her breasts.The scene flashes white. Leah arrives, dressed, with Meghan’s.