Suddenly sukanya grabbed my arm and pulled towards her. She buttoned up my shirt and then told all of them not to bother me again or else she would ma...e their lives a living hell. All of them ran away and they never bothered me again. I used to hear many of the students talking about me behind my back. They used to call me hijra, chakka and all. For some reason I did not feel bad about it and I actually had some confidence and even told a few of them, “Yes, I am a hijra and what will you do. There was no way I could risk doing that with the fucking UAV recording everything. I couldn't do it at night either, because the UAV's sensor pack certainly included infrared. It was a prototype plane so there was nothing definitive about its capabilities online, but it would be able to carry a standard sensor pack and the FBI would hardly have it patrolling night after night if it couldn't see then.Despite the Ninnies begging for a response from me, it'd be best if I got my war against. She stepped away from her desk and walked across the floor, the fastest route taking her past Jason’s office. He saw her coming, having been pacing around his office on a business call, and took the opportunity to step out and spank her as she passed.“Oof,” she huffed. Her skirt’s fabric was thin, and his open palm pierced through it with ease. She could feel her buttocks redden almost immediately.“Yeah, that’s right,” Jason called out. Miranda rolled her eyes and said nothing.She could see. When we arrived home I asked Victor why he had not stopped me or them…He just answered that I was obviously enjoying myself that “small gangbang”Victor had already gone to work when I awoke the next morning. As I lay there in bed, I noticed that my cunt felt a bit tender. I remembered the night before and realized why. I found my hand drifting down to feel my cunt which was damp with swollen lips. I started to masturbate slipping two fingers into a cunt that was definitely more open than usual.