No more blood was shed for the collective feared that no more blood would be born in its place. One woman sacrificed herself to the gods, damning hers...lf to infinite suffering in exchange for the progression of the collective. This was the first mother. The gods took her and we she returned the collective did not recognize her anymore. She returned in a different body, with a different voice, but the suffering in her eyes was undoubtable, it was the woman. Her breasts had grown larger, her. We cuddled for a long while before I spoke again.“Tell me about what is happening at work.”“Avoiding spankings wasn’t as easy as we thought. I didn’t do too bad at first. But I made the mistake of wearing some of my pretty bras and panties instead of the regulation uniform ones and I got caught. I haven’t been allowed to wear anything underneath my uniform since the first month of school.”“You did knowingly break the rules, so you can’t be too surprised.”“I’m not surprised. And I know I got. Who exactly was going put their heels to heaven?The momentary silence gave me time to shake clear my doubts."Roll a joint," he said from the shower. "I want you nice and relaxed."I smiled and exhaled. I felt silly for my momentary concern."Whew, that's better," he said and plopped on the bed. "Passed that baby to me,” he said in a higher octave.My concerned returned."You know," he began with hand gestures I hadn't seen at the bar, "I had my eye on you as soon as you walked in.” He lay on his. Her fingers dipped into her wet waiting pussy and yet another moan escaped from her lips. She needed it bad. Jasmine did not usually play with the dildo George had bought her, but today was an exception. Jasmine sat up and opened the drawer on the night table and pulled out the big blue dildo. As she laid back onto the bed she saw Eric’s face in the window of the house next door. ‘So, I have an audience. This makes it even more fun.’ Jasmine smiled to herself. ‘I better make this worthwhile for.