”So that was my job — other than a brief sixty-nine during our cuddle on the couch — and I must have spent nearly an hour slurping his huge cock...and licking his ass and balls. When his cell rang, he told the caller, “Right now I'm enjoying an amazing blow job from my friend Lindsay.” Then he took a picture of my head buried in his lap and sent it. I continued to suck and listen as he said, “You’re welcome to join us... yes, really. Well, you know where I am,” and he ended the call.“This could. How...” Her voice tapered off to silence. She buried her face into the soft warm fur of the cat and cried. Cried for having lost her friend. Cried for having found him. Cried from fear of where she was. The cat purred.After a bit, the cat put his paw to her cheek and gently pushed until he could see her face. He stared at her as only a cat can. The entire world sucking in until all that exists are those golden eyes with their vertical slits.After a few moments, he moved his face closer to hers. It worked: OK. C U in 10 min. Tre texted one last message: Txt me when U get there, then grinned as he snapped his phone shut. He headed toward the coffee shop, his mind already whirling with images of Brittanys glorious ass that would be his for the taking. Brittany arrived at the coffee shop on time, looking around to see if Tre was anywhere nearby. After a few minutes of searching, it was clear he was nowhere in sight. Brittany pulled out her phone and began to text. Where R U? It only took. It was July the fifth and for the past few years, after the institution of state-run higher education, the nation had begun using its youth for population farming. You only had one class per day, 10 months out of the year with semesters changing about once a month and your education was free but as mandated by law, after class every day, you had an appointment in the basement of the building. This appointment was scheduled in a windowless room where you and a classmate were to meet for as long.