Claire's sex drive was now taking over she smiled at Laura and told her to go ahead baby, she now wanted to feel the hot little white girls wet tongue...on her clit. Laura leaned back in and spread Claire's folds with her fingers. Laura thought that Claire felt much different than herself, her pubic hair was much thicker and coarser. She could smell the aroma of her sex. When Laura leaned in and lapped at her with her tongue Claire coached her to continue telling her yea baby come on lick me. “But she was the one who let us form the club and plan the party at school.” Then he sighed. How foolish of him.“What is it?”“The club was supposed to fail. Think about it, a bunch of bullied teens beat out jocks in a sex contest. No way did she think that would work.”“And the party was supposed to fail too, if Nora had her way. This school is broken at the core. The teachers were against us from the start. No wonder no progress was made for so long. What can we do now?”“Don’t worry. I know. Then, without really knowing why, I glance up and down the hall before I close the door and engage the lock again. When I turn to face him, he's leaning against the wall with his hands behind his back, staring at some point in the air between his face and the burnt-orange carpet. He looks a little embarrassed or ashamed of himself, and I wonder what I could have missed after the concert. As far as I know, we all just came back to the hotel and went to our own rooms. No parties tonight. Maybe he. ‘Let me out. Please let me out.’ Behind her, her wings were filling. Soon they would stiffen into an unflyable form. Her stomach turned again, complaining at the cocoon-breaking acid. If only Black’s web had been made of moth silk, then she could just have puked on it. Lei closed her eyes. Spitting on a spider’s web was not a way to free yourself, she had been instructed when she was a child. Normal spit would no more harm a spider’s web than it would a cocoon. Lei shook her head. Normal spit.