As we reached the door I spread out my arms and legs blocking us from going into the stair well. Mr. Bobby, pulled back and turned side ways, pulling...me through the door way. I protested saying 'you better stop, the coach will be back any minute to check on me'. Mr. Bobby snickered and said 'yeah, coach told me to make sure that you were gone before I locked up. I made sure that the building was empty before I came to check on you'. My heart sank as I heard him say that. 'Now I tell you what. I put my tongue on her pussy and my nose in her pubic hair. The aroma of a sexually aroused female sex organ was forever imprinted on my brain. I would later find that the aroma and taste of other women would be somewhat the same. Some stronger and some not so. As I grew older, I never ate or fucked a pussy that I did not like or desire.Mom directed me as I tongued her pussy, she was surprised that I knew how to lick her clitoris. I was able to give her several strong orgasms. She asked, “Where. Calvin nodded to a large box labelled ‘Chef Abby.’ ‘You a cook?’ he asked Abby. ‘Me? No,’ Abby said. ‘I mean, I like to cook, I don’t know how good I am at it. I guess it depends who you ask. Whom! On whom you ask.’ She felt herself getting flushed. ‘H-h-how about yourself? Do you like to cook?’ Calvin shrugged, ‘I guess it depends on whom I’m cooking for.’ ‘Yeah,’ Abby said. ‘Yeah,’ Calvin said. ((Don’t forget to breathe, Abby said to herself.)) ‘Ey man!’ another mover called out from. "I have remindedhim of something he had apparently forgotten. He will not trouble youfor now. Katherine, you need to leave this place. The process ofdigestion has already begun."The two women tearfully embraced, then the meadow, the dress, the wickerchair and Barbara Simmons disappeared, replaced once more by the Whale'sfoul stomach. Cat felt a churning and tumbling and was caught in a tideof bile as the contents of the Whale's stomach, all but the idol,erupted back up the G-I tract and out.