” “Well yes, I think it will,” I smiled back, thinking she was quite a confident character. “It’s so long,” she continued, “almost as lo...g as the one at school, and you can just practice, turns and everything, without people getting in the way all the time.” She had moved so close to me I was starting to feel the warmth of her thigh, even through the water. I couldn’t help picturing the thigh, which I’d seen before she got in: it was beautifully shaped and very slightly big in relation to her. Janet Dawson was the headmistress at the sixth form college for girls that Lucy Thomas had attended. Lucy was the head girl and head prefect.Janet Dawson was now forty-five years old, and Lucy was twenty-two-years old.Having met at the book club and got on well, they went for a drink together one evening and were now back at Janets’ house having another drink and an increasingly friendly chat.It was during the conversation about the old times at college that Lucy asked, “I used to get. They all had traditional – expensive – kanji. Three walls were filled, all with names in old kanji I'd never seen before. My family had cheap modern kanji, one word each. These all looked like long drawn out kaimyo. Some were marked in red – notably for Seto, Mokuba, Noah and Noah's Mother.I tried to imagine that. Having so much money that you knew exactly where in line you would rest with your ancestors. But all I could picture was the look on Kaiba's face when he told me he'd rather be. Sometimes I wore red. Danielle was keen for me to wear pink because it was such a girly colour.I wore heavy make up with bright red, or bright pink, lips. Danielle liked them to look like they were ready to suck cock. Her last boyfriend had a gay friend who let me suck his cock and who took my anal virginity. I never realised how excited Danielle would get watching me get fucked in the ass.Jason mentioned to Danielle that he had gay friends who would love to spend time with me. That excited her.