”“Is that how you self-identify ... as a deviant?” Arwen ventured.“I identify as pansexual and polyamorous or I tell people I don’t like lab...ls, which is true as far as it goes. I want other people who think like me to be able to recognize me. I don’t want people who misuse those labels to be able to dehumanize me with them. I think that being willing to self-identify as a deviant shows a certain open-mindedness that I look for in the people I care about.” Cat said. It was a speech she’d given. She watched the monitor closely, and repeated it two more times. She wrote something in a notebook, and put it away. She put the stethoscope under her arm to warm it, then pressed it to Betty's chest at the top of her left breast, then on the other side, and two more times on her back.She wrote some other things in the notebook, and put everything in the bag she carried.She looked down at her big sister, frowning, and told her, "Sorry to rain on your parade, Sis, but the only place you're. So we stood around and I moved in to give Tina a goodbye kiss, which turned into a full blooded snog with my hands roaming all over her body as I reached down to the hem of her black dress, Tina reached down to my crotch and with one hand unzipped me, before placing her hand inside my jeans and started to stroke my rock hard cock.I glanced sideways at Phil and Sharon who were locked together with Phil’s hand firmly between her legs which were parted slightly, from his movements and her moans. I asked her how was the feeling.She told me that her legs were all wet and dripping with her juices.I told her lets to make them wetter and started the high-intensity call….she just caught the handle chair and was asking me to stop it, but I was enjoying it.The call disconnected and I reconnected it two times more where she begged me to take her home.I said okay and we started to our home where I again reconnected the call when she sat on the bike and she was like “stop it”…I can’t control.I.