But I went too far, because she just wasn't normal for a while. Even after she was dressed again, she was strange. At least now she avoided me instead...of seeking me out. I much preferred that. When we would bump into each other, at least until after Spring Break, she still acted shy and submissive. There was still a bit of that after Spring Break, but it diminished quickly. Last Wednesday, we actually argued, ending with this exchange:"Anzu, you stupid bitch! Let's just stay the hell away from. Barry caught only the merest glimpse of the slit which nestled amid the forest of blonde cunt curls before him, and she frantically tugged her panties up around her hips once more and struggled to her feet.“Hey, wait!” Barry yelled in surprise. “Come back!”But Nancy was already running across the barn towards the door. Her skirt had dropped to conceal her thighs, but her tits bobbed naked between the flapping edges of her blouse.Barry sat where he was and sadly watched. Extracting a condom, he handed it to her. "Put it on."She sat up and licked around the crown of his shaft while she tore the package. Leaning back, she expertly rolled the sheath down over his hard-on, the results of another illustrated article she'd read on the Internet."Why now?" she asked."Why not?" We did make promises." She reclined on the bed, returning to her previous posture.He kneeled between her splayed legs. "I knew the promises would be broken the second they were made. Sometime. Sex was better that way but my underarms were different. Yes,Julian shaved his underarms but that went with being a drag queen. Iwasn't a drag queen. So shaving my underarms felt like quite a step."Oh well, if this will help persuade Julian to suck my dick," I reasoned."It's worth it." Besides it didn't take long to shave my underarms.Julian had me put my head through the top of the slip as he let go and Ifelt this magic silky material drop down my body like a flag unfurling inthe wind and.