..” I paused, realizing where the sentence was going and turning red.“Reproduce with you?” Tami offered helpfully, which caused my face to turn ...ore red.“Yeh. You said you thought they would continue to change until we were biologically compatible again.”“I said I thought they were, and I still do. But its more than that. They’re not the only ones still evolving. You are too.”“Really? But, I thought I was the next evolutionary step already.”“We haven’t been sure, but I think you’re still. Fir main chudna chahti thi..Par wo mujhe bas or b jyada garm kar rahe the.. Saare mujhe kiss kar rahe the,koi kuch choos raha tha koi kuch sehla raha tha… Main khud amit k lund ko pakadkar uspe baithne lagi par usne mujhe dhakka de diya.. Maine apna hath choot pe rakha to wo b ni rakhne diya.. Main pagal si hoti ja rahi thi.. Or main fir jor jor se bolne lagi, “please fuck me…. Meee, mujhe chodo, jor se chodo, please…..”Ye sunte hi wo jor se hanse or ramu neeche let gaya, mujhe usne lund pe. I was not going to talk to the jerk again and Alex is going to keep me to that with force if needed. I owe him two nights at his club and he promised that I would be with him only unless I decided I wanted more. I conceded that I wanted to learn to be a submissive for him and that I loved having him control me. Alex told me that he would be slow and patient and that I could stop at anytime or chose a different dominate until we made things official. I was glad that he was giving me some options. I accepted their apologies, grinning triumphantly at them, and they fleddown the hallway towards the playground, the laughter of the otherchildren following them.As the children dispersed Fiona and Mr Darby took me into the office andsat me down on a sofa, Fiona sitting beside me.Mr Darby returned to his desk and looked at me with concern visible onhis face."Well, Jessica. You had a nasty experience earlier this morning, Ihear. Are you sure you don't want to go back home?" he asked me."No.