"I'm not really hungry."You okay, Aelita?" Jeremie asked, concern filling his voice.I nodded, resting my head on the table. The surface was cold and m...de me feel slightly better. "Just a little headache. I didn't sleep well last night." Nightmares again?" Odd asked quietly.I nodded, though it was a lie. I hated lying to my friends, but I didn't want them to know I was sick. "Maybe you should go lay down in the infirmary," Jeremie suggested, brushing my hair out of my face. "You feel really. My eyes water as he pushes my head down forcing me to take it all. He removes his hand from my head and reaches behind me rubbing my wet pussy, grabbing at my ass and spanking it. I suck and lick his cock vigorously, expecting him to explode in my mouth, as he fingers me and rubs my soaked pussy. Pulling me by the hair he pulls my head up and kisses me passionately. I look into his eyes and my knees become weak once more. I realize at that moment how much I really do love him, but he will. With a gasp of relief, I squatted down as the golden liquid spurted from my uthrea and splashed into the lake. I caught Margaret smiling as she watched my antics and I self-consciously tried to cover my vulnerable nudity.As I crouched helplessly with the water pouring from my bladder she casually approached me and stroked my hair. I had never felt so uselessly vulnerable as I squatted there while my offending bladder seemed to take hours to expel all the liquid and she nonchalantly ran her. It was true. I mean, she liked the same kind of music I liked; she read the same kind of literature I enjoyed. I guess we enjoyed the same sex positions, only that I did not feel like asking.At some point, she grabbed my hand again, and I could feel our slow, intense breathing. She looked at me and said she liked me. And that’s when I made a big mistake.“I like you too!” I said.Her face got close to mine, and so she kissed me. We got lost in a really passionate kiss, so much that we immediately.