"You're a whore dear. Whores have to be available at all times," Pam said. "Now why don't you go to the bedroom and make yourself available while I my...costume on. It would be a good time to practice in your heels."I made a half-hearted effort to walk in the heels. Just enough so that I wouldn't fall. A few minutes later, Pam emerged from the bathroom. The blue uniform fit her as if it were tailored. Her black shoes were polished to a mirror shine. Her black hair was piled underneath her hat.. It was so exciting to be fingered by Justin’s mother. I knew there was a logical fallacy in insisting that Justin couldn’t touch me until he took me out on a date, but his mother could, I just ... didn’t care. I wasn’t dating Justin’s mother, I was dating Justin.I wanted our first time to be right.My phone chirping meant there was an alert. It must be some new progress on the graviton phenomenon. My hands shot into my sweatpants pocket as I walked back to Miss Daisy’s classroom to get my book. Small swords tempted to tear through my abdomen, so I pushed with all my might to redirect the child so that he would come out the proper way, and not leave a gaping hole in my midsection. I screamed, and my muscles tensed around my cervix, squeezing the child down the birth canal. Through my shut eyes, I could see the bright light from the flames engulfing my body. I was in such agony that flames were spurting from every orifice, burning my clothes and lighting the table on fire. I. He held me tight and kissed me, but my hands went for his pants. I unfastened them and let them drop, and took his erection into my hands. I stroked it slowly, squeezing it tight. He in turn unfastened my skirt and peeled my blouse off. I had to release his hard shaft with one hand as my clothes came off. Soon I had only my panties on. Dozie leaned over as he pulled them down my legs. He kissed my stomach, just above my bush, and slowly kissed upwards, exciting my skin even more until he.