Her wings had folded into smaller, yet still very noticeable spiky leather flaps behind her back. Her black eyes glinted playfully. She turned around,...exposing her wings to the class, and grabbed a marker from the desk, beginning writing the name of our subject on the whiteboard. I turned to Steven, and whispered to him."Dude, what's up with her wings?" Huh?" He said, absentmindedly, eyes following Miss Kinzies swaying hips as she wrote in long strokes her name and the name of the class."Her. Bongani, what are you doing?" He didn't answer because he was holding her arse with one arm to keep her in wrapped leg position and with other leg, he was zipping off his trouser. Then he ripped her panty off and now she had no barrier either no defense to protect from him. Finally he inserted his penis inside her and she knew that she can not do anything to stop him anymore. The local parent entered her in a moment and now he had her. She had to keep silence because she didn't want anyone will. She was jerking and flailing under me and I hoped she was close. "This feels better than I ever imagined, please make me cum. Make me a woman and christen me as your slut." At that last word I stared pounding her ass and rubbing her clit so hard, I thought it would get raw. After another 30 seconds she screamed "I'm cummiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!" and I lapped up as much of her juices as I could. As she was recovering, I laid down next to her and we started frenching and necking. When she was. .. And that would ruin it."Chastity nodded, "I understand. Enjoy it while it lasts, Ethan. Once you make it big, you'll have the same problem. Why don't we try the Sacristy?"The Sacristy, which had once been the Limelight, was in an old stone church on twentieth street. The next day, pictures of her in her "Freyja, Ice Goddess" outfit were plastered on the cover of every publication that cared about such things.The issue of Substance with Sondra and Chastity came off the presses the next day..