I felt myself get turned on more than I would care to admit. Could she see me? Would she know who I am? Maybe if I rubbed myself, just a little, under...eath my skirt, where nobody could see? Almost by itself, my left hand crawled down my leg and under the hem of my knee-long business skirt, reaching far up underneath until it touched my flowery panties.It's amazing how wet I could be without noticing it. Just running my fingertips along my crotch made them feel damp and sticky. I quickly pulled. " Yeah," I replied. "Next week you might get a chance to get past some college, too." Me an' Cindy," she giggled. "Who'd've thought. Seriously, last year, I was NOTHING..."I interrupted, "Oh, no, punkin, you were never 'nothing'. That potential is yours." But how do you ever think I might have gotten a chance to use it, Dan?" I dunno," I said. "I would hope somebody would've recognized you for what you are."She swung her hip against mine. "Somebody did." Blue eyes twinkled at me. "Right?" You. My sperm count is….. let's just say it's high and my sperm livefor nearly three weeks outside my body. Any girl I have sex with that has aworking reproductive system will get pregnant, my biology leaves nothing tochance." Meg's eyes widened. "Y…your biology?" I laughed. "I'm…err .. different as I'm sure you've noticed. I don'tknow the exact story, the usual nature of my kind is to inseminate and runand that makes an oral history difficult to come by. My mother never knew myfather, he raped her. “I’ve missed you, you cheeky fuck.”“Oh yeah, Dad not been banging the shit of you every week?”“Yeah but I like a bit of younger meat too.”“God you’re a fucking slut.”We smiled at each other and moved in for a snog. My dick was already hard and when she pulled her nails up my thighs I thought the button on my jeans was going to pop open. “So,” I smiled, “you ready to get a face full of piss?” She laughed and said she wasn’t. I pulled back, pissed off. “Calm down, you won’t be able to piss.