Asissy faggot. A sissy faggot like Paul. A sissy faggot like PansyPumpscock.Paul could feel Pansy taking over. He could feel the words forcingthemselv...s out of his mouth as he rushed down the hall trying to find aprivate place.He couldn't help it. He needed to say it. He whispered into the phone,"OMG, I need to be making men cum."He opened one of the meeting rooms. DAMNIT. It was being used.The voice on the other end said in a loud, clear ultra-girly voice, "OHMY GOD, I NEED TO BE MAKING MEN. Due to the people pushed up behind her and the wall of the carriage directly behind me neither of us could move. 'Well this is cosy' I remarked. 'Hi' I said quite calm. 'I'm David'. 'Jen,' she replied with a smile. I then realised that my left hip was snug against her with my left hand pocket containing my mobile phone directly against her pussy. The hard edge of my phone was probably tracing a line directly down over her clit. Perhaps, she realized, as she replied with a friendly giggle and a. "SWISH, THWACK. Trevor lashed a second stroke against her rear end and she sort of sobbed as she gripped the chair tighter.Just as on the first occasion, red lines had started to appear on the girl's white buttocks and a further one was added with the next SWISH, THWACK. Kelly's bottom was starting to feel like it was on fire but she retained her bent over position even after the fourth SWISH, THWACK.Kelly was hurting but she was also finding the caning to be exhilarating. Although she clenched. . yes.”“I mean,” he went on, “is this something you wanted to happen, or did it just ... overwhelm you?”“Both, I guess.”“How was it both?”“I mean, I wanted it, but when it happened, it was a surprise.”“You see, doing it is bad enough. But liking it, loving it, that is what we call concupiscence, and it compounds your sin.”“Yes, Father.”“You can’t do these things with boys anymore.”And like an idiot, I said, “What about girls?”“What have you done with girls!?““Things...”“Did she put her mouth on.