You smirk at your co-workers, who acknowledge you with comments like "Hi, Doe, you lucky stiff!" and "Don't get lost on your way back!"The fluorescent...light gives the cubicle farm a light bluish tint, as you walk down the corridors between the vacant desks. The carpet is that annoying industrial grade gray that you are sick of. You calmly contemplate your vacation as you move towards the exit.You've always been dying to go to the beach. Perhaps this year is the year that you finally head off to. I could run for three miles without tiring, and I was trained by my Uncle George in the Krav Maga style of unarmed fighting.Our town and the surrounding country are mostly a farming community. It has a small, consolidated high school (meaning that grades 7 through 12 all are in the same building) that has about 400 students. As with all schools, there are social groups that the kids separate into. I did not align with any of the groups but seemed to get along with all but the bullies and the. It doesn't matter if they believe you're a girl or not; do you know why?"I stared at her blankly, shaking my head, my eyes welling up as I nervously awaited her answer."They're not going to care because you look slutty as fuck! Now, come on and stop being so stupid."Fiona exited the vehicle, walked around the car, and opened my door, offering her hand as a gesture of support. Then, she helped pull me up out of the car and began to walk across the car park leading me through the large main. The nipple hardened off quickly, and provided a playground for my busy tongue. I used one hand on the other breast and nipple and soon had that erect and firm, while the other hand began to explore Rachel's pussy. She had retained her gentle grip on my cock, and was sliding her hand up and down, all the while making satisfied noises deep in her throat, which I took to be encouragement.I raised my head and we kissed. It was a lover's kiss, not a sibling's. During it, Rachel tugged on my cock and.