By contrast, a class-F citizen was born ugly and unintelligent, they hadno prospects in life, and no rights. They were slaves in all but name,register...d to a supervisor at birth, they never got to choose anything.Their supervisor, a member of a higher class, could order them to doanything, and punish them however they saw fit without repercussions,even killing the Class-F citizen if they so desired.Everything was nicely defined, people knew where they stood, thengenetic re-engineering became. "Anyway, Josh had his chance at me and he's out. Even now, when I told him he had to finally make me come, what's he do? Bend me over, pump a load in me in thirty seconds flat and smiles like he's the king of the mountain. Stupid fuck. Would it have hurt him to lick my pussy once, just once?" She does not want a response, my fingers getting twitchy, this could take a while, should I push it now, no, I'll wait. I just hope the bitch hurries up."One of the older ladies saw what happened and told. My head was spinning again. As we kissed I began to relax. My hands released their grip on Marie’s forearms and my arms wrapped around her waist holding me close to her. She, in turn, hugged me more intimately. One hand slid down my back to caress my tushie. Her other hand palmed one of my tiny titties. As her fingertips grazed it, my sensitive nipple quickly hardened into a pebble. As we stood there kissing in her living room, Marie began to lift the hem of my sleep shirt exposing my bareness. A little disappointed as I enjoyed working with her. She thanked me and said she loved having me as a co-worker. With that she said I have wanted to do this for some time and since I am no longer your boss I can, and with that she hugged me, tightly! I slowly hugged her back and as I did, she pulled closer and whispered you do a great job. With that, we closed the office and walked to our cars. I asked if I could come in early tomorrow, as I had to drop my car off to the shop early, she was.