"How about on the weekends then? I'm working Saturdays and Sunday nightstoo." Ooooooh, I'm only working in the morning on those days. Thanks, though."...Sure, no problem," Sora stated, noticing how nervous his friend looked."I'll see you later."The next day was Friday and as soon as the bell rang, Sora bolted to hiscar and rushed through traffic to get to the club. He made his face up inrecord time, slipped on his fake breasts and catsuit, and prepared tofind Tiffany to show her the new moves he. I was soon leaving the facility with my parents. The roads were chaos,people were obviously trying to get out of the quarantine zone, hoping toget out before the army could finish the road blocks.Houses we passed had families rushing to pack as much as they could, asquickly as they could. It reminded me of the disaster movies, peopletrying to get away before the tragic event happened, but ultimatelygetting stuck in traffic. We were ok, we seemed to be the only people onthe road NOT trying to. " Did you fantasize about this when you masturbated?" I added. " Yes..." she confirmed again, ashamed and aroused by her admittance.Sunny laid there with her eyes wide, and her thoughts filled with images from last night. Something about being fucked rough by a man with primal lust excited her. Something about me using her as my bitch stirred something inside her, she has never felt before. Maybe because of the taboo, of being with a man twenty-two years older, but she cannot deny the feeling. “Stop it! Stop it, Jason! I’m trying to cook,” Claire giggled at her huge black lover. Claire was standing at the cooker, frying breakfast and Jason was stood directly behind her. Both his hands were slowly squeezing Claire’s big boobs, while his lips were nibbling and kissing her ears and neck.As I looked at this scene before me, I felt a strange comfort. I’d seen similar scenes between Claire and Jason many times these last few weeks. As I realized Claire’s protests had turned into a low.