I looked up and out across the crowd and saw men masturbating as they watched, shrugging their tunics off with one hand as they frantically jerked off...with the other. Women were also throwing their tunics off and rubbing their hands between their legs. I could see hundreds and thousands of naked men and women masturbating as they watched me fuck myself on the golden cock of Ra. I saw women drop to their hands and knees facing me, watching me while men mounted them from behind, so they could. To do so, I'd allowed a journalist, Max Murphy, a long interview with me. As he entered, I was displayed mostly like he and everryone had seen me by now at countless debates and speeches: clad in a mostly see-through top that did more of displaying my breasts than hiding them, and a tiny miniskirt, currently hiked up by the clerk who was at the moment railing my ass. His dick wasn't anything amazing, but after a millenium of almost constant fucking, I felt more naked without a dick in me than. I closed my eyes and waited in anticipation. I didn't say anything, but I knew Mark would take me up on my offer to pussy-fuck me. (The girls in our school only allow their guys to pussy-fuck them every once in a while. The normal sex around our school is oral. It's a lot safer usually. But I wanted to make Mark completely mine and I also knew that if Sharon knew he'd pussy-fucked me then it'd be over for sure between them, no talking his way out of it.) I smiled to myself when I felt Mark's. "Why do you have that silly job?" I like the money and I enjoy the work. I'm needed. They depend on me to be there at a certain time."Sally pouted for the rest of the lunch period.On Wednesday, she had an idea. "We don't have to watch the movie. We'll tell my parents we have homework or something." That would be lying, unless you intend to actually do homework."Sally looked around the lunchroom before leaning over to whisper in my ear. "Mickey, do you see how many guys are watching me? How much.