" She snapped. "Stop stalking my girlfriend. Debbie is mine, she always was. When she slept with you that was only to get at me because we had a fight..."Suddenly, as the feeling was returning in my body my brain just went numb with shock and despair. Debbie was a lesbian? It couldn't be true. But it made sense, everything did with that little piece of information, Debbie rubbing into Christy that we were together and she had slept with me, Christi's hostility towards me. Even Debbie's coldness. Her parent's sat on the sofa and her sister sat on the arm chair. We decided with the lack of room to sit above her parents on the stairs. It was her dads choice of film and he picked an old war film, I can't remember what. So while I found it someone enjoyable my girlfriend, and her sister for that matter where visibly bored.I sat back against the wall and my girlfriend sat between my legs. My hands started to explore her body, sneaking under her shirt to feel her soft firm breasts. I explored. I pushed and pulled and flexed and clenched and rocked and bounced... I quivered as I felt the first wave of extacy reach the shores of my now abandonded cunt, but just as I felt the first wave break and begin to crash, the pounding in my ass slowed and eased to a stop deep inside me. That didn't stop me, though. I came, just like I knew I would, with a deep, gutteral groan. Primitive sounding. It was a sound that was almost scary to me, and I almost hate to hear it, but FUCK! I love _making_. I told them to enjoy the sights while they could. We were flying north and west to Dakar, and would land well before sunrise there and with the moon still well below the horizon.Such a strange three years, I thought to myself, as I glanced down at my arm insignia, a square checker of purple, red, yellow and now green. As I had hoped, I had advanced to CL-29 in 8241, during the same Judgment that Utility's Ajib had advanced to CL-30. And as I had feared, I had been forced and maneuvered into.