“Thank you for making me feel safe. And special.” “You’re welcome Ping. You make me feel special too.” She leaned down to kiss me, her soft ...ips barely brushing mine. She kissed my lips, my cheeks, my neck. Her hips started rolling back and forth on my abdomen as she slowly pushed herself down my torso. Her molten lips soon found the head of my bouncing hard-on and she lifted up enough to slide me between her slick labia. The angle wasn’t right so I didn’t enter her – she just slid up and down. Reynolds, ourprincipal, had retired, and a new principal, Ms. Hammond had been hiredfrom outside. She had hired Ms. Lester to be the new girl's coach, butother than that, things were pretty much unchanged at the school, or soI thought.The first inkling that something was wrong came the first day ofclasses. Marsha Jacobs and Cindy Forbes came over at lunch to sit withDave and I. We talked about who we had for classes when Marsha said, "Ilike most of the teachers this year, but Ms. Breen is kind. As she suspected, they were passing another person who’d fled the village but the young girl was hardly aware of the two women’s presence. She was stumbling aimlessly forward, as naked as Glade and Demure, with streaks of blood lining her inner thighs and choking with irrepressible sobs. Glade’s initial instinct was to offer assistance, but Demure insisted that they should continue on regardless. ‘Do you want us all to get caught and raped?’ she hissed. ‘I’ve already been raped,’ Glade reminded. .so wet you are, Bai Jie..”She had to put her hand on his shoulder, for support. His finger were investigation her pussy now and she was very wet. The situation, drinking alcohol before lunch, it all had an effect on her. She moaned. Two fingers slowly went up into her. “You will make a lot more, if you worked for us...”“I..see...how much..?” she asked, her voice trembling more than a little. “It depends...on how good you fuck Bai Jie..”She gasped and sat down on his knees now. He was still.