And, with her kind of long, brown hair, and pretty smooth skin, she looks more old enough to be my older sister than my mother. To make her even more ...ttractive is she's a hentai artist. Probably explains why sis is so into girls and why I'm not really into porn. I'm not gay or anything, it's just that, when you grow up around the stuff, you kind of get desensitized to it.I think Mom hated the fact that I was a boy, too, 'cause she loved writing lesbian (yuri) hentai and she and my sister were. No, no I'm fine, you don't have to call anymore." Are you sure?" came the gentle reply. He raised his head to her blue cheeks and broad, dark eyes, still marked by uncertainty. The nictitating membrane quickly slid over them before her eyelids blinked. Her resplendent uniform broadcast authority and confidence, ready to snap to attention at his word."Yes," he replied with surety. "Thank you, though."Her small mouth curled into a genuine smile. Her deep color softened into its natural sapphire. George brought out the pin darts and handed them over to the girls, who couldn’t wait to use them. Each slave took her turn throwing the dart at Cindi’s clit hopping to hit the bull’s eye. They didn’t even cover her face. They were all close enough that her face wasn’t a problem. The darts were landing all over her body but very few stuck. Her nipples were covered in blood, since they were the favourite target. There were trickles of blood all over her. She cried and begged them to stop but. He can’t be, he’s just friendly…unless…he likes me too? I was overcome with feeling horny as I pictured him feverishly bending me over his desk, papers flying everywhere, and fucking me hard, taking charge, doing to me whatever he pleased.I shook away that image and before I could think of something clever to say next, we were at our first stop. At the office supply store, we bought a random assortment of pens, pencils, notebooks, paper, and printer ink. I helped him pick out some cute posters.