Part ISo who are we? We are a group of Ladies, all of whom are FemaleSupremacists. Two years ago we started out as a group friends gettingtogether and...sharing cocktails while voicing our frustrations with themen in our lives. This slowly developed into the realization by eachone of us that Women are superior to men, and that each of us neededto take control of the men in our lives. Soon our weekly girl'smeeting began to take on a life of its own and we headed down a pathof creating a Society. "I gave her a smile and began munching on my sandwich. She was probably right. Maybe the woman had problems at home and it was only when she thought of them that she couldn't take it. Maybe being distracted by my issues and those of other students had helped her last this long. Still it bothered me, something about it just didn't seem to feel right. I guess maybe all such sudden and tragic events would feel the same way. I tried to push it to the back of my mind.I noticed Nat lean over and. My name is Peta and I am a 5’6, 120-pound American white girl with green eyes, long straight dark brown hair and silky smooth tanned skin. My measurements are 34DDD-26-36. Some might say I have an hour glass figure but you can be the judge of that. I am a gym rat where I ensure I have time each day to work out to maintain my tone and fit body. My stomach is flat, with curvy sides, and I have a tiny waist. My tits and ass are my best assets. I have a bubble butt that is cherry shaped and huge. Ooh!" Zena said, her voice increasing in volume and pitch as she took in the view."See, told you he'd become our new Papa," Tahira giggled making us both blush."Much too soon," Maryam replied, echoing my earlier statement and blushing as deeply as I had at being 'caught' by her daughters.Both girls however leaped on the bed to give out cuddles and kisses and I found myself becoming overwhelmed with emotion and tears began to stream down my cheeks."Why are you crying, Alec?" Zena asked when she.