.. NOW”Huddled at my feet her eyes searched my face as to judge my seriousness. I looked sternly down at her. I took my hand to reach up to the devi...e poised above her. Her eyes widened in alarm and she quickly stood up.She turned from me and took off her jacket. She folded it and placed it on a armchair. She was standing sideways to me. She glanced at me. I was watching her closely. Looking down she pulled her blouse from her skirt and unbuttoned it. She used both hands to open it and pull it. She was a shrine maiden, a miko, and was beautiful. She also was a futanari. Sayuri had plucked Yoshiko’s cherry in the bathroom, making the lesbian shudder hard, cumming and cumming. And then the ghost had vanished. The haunting had left Yoshiko dazed.After school, Lori, one of Yoshiko’s two best friends, had invited her over. At Lori’s house, Yoshiko had taken naked pictures of her friend, growing more and more aroused. Yoshiko wanted Lori so badly, but her friend was straight. While snapping. " "Yes,...of course...Princess Sophia." I stuttered, only just catching my breath.The insanely beautiful blonde dominatrix pulled a yoga mat from behind the purple sofa and placed it on the floor beside me."Show me!" She barked, instructing me to get on the floor and demonstrate my new-found skills. "Yes, Princess." Remember, I need access to those pathetic little balls. So spread those legs wide-open."I got on the mat and laid on my back, placing my hands down beside my head in a crab-like. It's just that I'm quote liberal on some and quote conservative on others as if labels really mattered." Ok. I'm just steamed that I couldn't pin you down before. I'll know what to do now."I started to point out that pinning people down isn't the point. But then I remember my own time in college when disputation for the fun of it was our primary intellectual pleasure. I remember those hours spent in the student union arguing politics over stale coffee. There's a reason they are called.