“Okay I guess. Sherry this is James and back.” They nodded before we went our spared ways. Sherry and I had all the same classes and I was glad s...e was there. In my first period classed everyone was shocked to see how bruised my arms where even the teacher. Sherry set beside me and when it got to be too much she grabbed my hand and I looked up at her. When we left class I asked why she had taken my hand like that. “I saw how badly you where trembling.” I smiled and we head to our next. And maybe they'd be able to change her back to her normal self. ***The back room was a non-descript hall of shelves with boxes, but Kris wasn't interested in the scenery. Dannie motioned to a nearby chair, and urged her to sit down."Do you want to talk about it?" Dannie asked, helpfully."Why bother?" Kris replied. "You already know what I'm thinking, anyway." It helps to talk about your problems. Keeping them bottled up inside of you can't be good." "What's to talk about? Someone I thought was. ”He suddenly realized what she asked of him. He took a deep breath as his mind raced. His fingers reached down for his zipper, now as if on autopilot he undid his jeans and pulled his stiff erection from underneath Monica’s clean undies.His breath picked up as he brought Monica’s still warm boyshorts down and placed them around his cock. He placed the gusset of her panties over the tip, wrapped his hand around the panties and around the erection that pulsed under the soft material.Monica stood. Her sweet warm pussy breath washed over me, enveloping me as I tongued and licked between those pinkish lips and lapped a stickiness reminiscent of coconut milk. Tiffany sighed as my tongue plunged into her and sucked more vigorously. She made a tight fist and stroked my big meat with both hands and sucked greedily. We lay head to crotch for a good fifteen minutes, savoring cunt and cock and getting ourselves ready for something even more exciting. When I finally managed to pull my face from.