I felt betrayed by you, because this was something different, unique, if you will.“I didn’t care if you bedded a hundred married women or single m...ms or kissing cousins or whatever ... or coeds or co-workers ... but Rafi would have been your first man, as far as I could tell, your first drag queen, and your first of my relatives. It was so juicy, so sinful, so taboo, and so special, at least to me. It was going to be our wicked conspiracy, you, me, and him, and so I wanted to be in on that.. She: Yes, but now it ha got dirty. I just now had got orgasm.I: Then let me taste your love juice, you are all mine for 3 days & so is your live juice. Now move your hands from there.She obeyed it obediently. I took out my tongue & placed it on her clitoris first & tried to bite it with my teeth. She let out moan in pleasure. Her clit had swollen till then & was bigger then wife’s clit. And I moved toward her pussy. White liquid was coming out of it. I licked all of it from there with the help. I was finally understanding that where Joan was doing a cosplay, Rachel had her own roleplaying fantasy worked out. I tried to keep up.“Oh. I just transferred in from Roosevelt High. My dad got moved in his job and our old house was too far away for his commute so we got a new one and I had to change schools.”“That sucks. Right in the middle of the semester,” I said.“Yeah. I left all my friends and I don’t know anyone here. What am I going to do?” she cried.“Hey, you know us now. We’re pretty. Now, there are some rules for a girls breeding week. Actually, they're aimed for the boys. We can be approached while on the bus, and during the breaks. But, not during classes, lunch, or in the five minutes before and after classes. This gives us girls time to get to where we need to go. After all, we're still here to learn.My homeroom was already packed as I came inside. My senior class has five-hundred and sixty-eight students. Of these, there's only about twenty more females than males..