She kissed me so hard. Electricity rushed through all my fibres, exciting my unseen areas. Next was just a haze, we found ourselves in the bathroom to...ether in a single cubicle. It was hot pink and already so hot. I could hear glasses clinking together and girls chatting about with camera phones snapping away. Those noises faded as we began kissing heavily again. Her hands fell over my body grazing my B cup breasts down to the hem of my black dress, pushing me up against the wall before the. "What I'm thinking right now is that we run what we have in all the detail we can get. Then once the story is out, I'll call up George Battle and get his reaction. Since he's the school board vice-president and since he's George, I suspect he'll point all the fingers needed, and all we have to do is quote him. Then we can see where the dust settles. But that means we're definitely going to have to run the story next week." Too bad we couldn't have run it this week," Susan sighed. "It's going to. We talked on the phone a few days before my flight. Alex had a bubbly personality. She was confident and funny. I felt certain the weekend wouldn't be too awkward.I was nervous after my plane landed. I called Alex on my cell phone and we quickly found each other at arrivals. She hadn't been lying about her appearance. If anything, she'd probably undersold herself. She was Hispanic with big brown eyes and straight, dark hair with bangs that she wore in a high ponytail. She’d come straight. I shuddered, my lips tasting her delicious passion. She trembled against me. She loved me with such passion. Our incestuous delight made me so happy I was thrilled we could share such passion with each other. That we could revel in such wondrous delight.My futa-sister broke the kiss. She smiled down at me. “You really love me?”“Madre de Diosa, yes. Even if you can be a pendeja.”She smiled. “I tried to tell you, but I could never say it. I was always afraid you’d hate me.”“I did hate you..