She had to be friendly, that’s kind of her job. I had surprised myself by falling in so easy to talk with her. We had traded a bunch of goofy jokes....I had complimented her hair. She told me I had cute eyes. I had commented on the Avengers stickers she had on her nametag. Raylea had kicked me twice. I had asked her out.Sherry had nibbled through half a breakfast sandwich. She was drumming her nails and boiling in her impatience. She was short, petite, black, and perky. I was seeing more clearly.. He was huffing and puffing and he started moaning:"Gonna cum, gonna cum honey, gonna cum."She must have decided to hurry things along because she dug her nails in his back and cried:"Do it, do it, do it!"She faked an orgasm as he came and then he held himself still for a moment before pulling out of her. I almost laughed at the sight of him there on his knees, condom dangling from his cock and still wearing his shoes and socks. Naked except for shoes and socks and I thought of some bad porno. K. Rowling said, “It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all— in which case, you fail by default.”You get the idea. As the snoring students said, “STFU!”We finally got to the student recognition part and Sarah Lynn stood at the podium and attached her smartphone to the projector. The first slide was a picture of a bunch of us in first grade. We were all lined up in front of the school sign with our mothers. On nights of a fullmoon, she would gather up special herbs and other odd and mysteriousplants, soak them in the urine of a pregnant mare, and then bake theresult into little cakes which I ate three times a day for all of mylife. As a result this, and of her constant prayers for the intercessionof the Virgin, I grew up as fine and pert a lass as you will find in thekingdom. Though I still had those parts between my legs, they were assmall as those of a boy of five. My breasts were nearly as.