“Yes... ?”She fidgeted. “Um ... can I get your help... ?”This was odd, as I hadn’t even looked at the parts of the game she was working on, ...o I probably wouldn’t be of any help. This was actually the most we had spoken in her few weeks at the company.Then I noticed that her nipples were poking through her black knit top. She was turned on!I mentally kicked myself. Fuck, not again! I hadn’t showered that morning. I still had Demie’s orgasmic juices on my cock, and Kestrel had smelled them when. I continued to fuck her, it was soo tight, wow, so sweet because it was so wet, then just when I thought it could not get any better, I felt a stiff rod poking me from behind, it was Jean-Luc, he stood behind me as I was over his daughter and he inserted his huge cock into my tight ass hole, oh my god! My hips thrust forward and deep into Zoe's pussy, as he held me from behind and said to me, "Fuck her good my friend and I shall return you the favor", and that he did, he laid his pipe on me.... They broke their embrace and her father suggested that they both walk outside. As they left the building, they decided to walk down the old dirt road. They strolled down the lane, hand in hand, like any other couple in love. They were out of sight of the building when they stopped; they were in front of an old barn. Ami's father pulled her towards the door and they slipped in. Looking around, the only thing they could see is hay, an old tractor and the hayloft. They climbed up into the. There was even some giggling, which he pretended to ignore.He reached the school property and went up the long front walk feelinglike a convict going to his execution. Some guy, who he didn'trecognize, loudly asked one of his old buddies who the 'sissy' was.Bobby was near enough to hear his supposed friend say that he was'Barbie', a guy who had decided he wanted to be a girl. What? In adaze, Bobby overheard several similar remarks and was able to piecetogether that a story was circulating.