One for me and the other for him. I tossed him his and sat down across from him. My names Sam by the way. he stretched his hand out and I took it. Ash...ey. He raised my hand to his lips and electricity went through my veins. My phone buzzed again. It was my master. I glanced at his message but didnt reply. Sam unscrewed the cap on his bottle and took a sip. So Ashley, tell me about your life. Well, uhm…Im going into my junior year at school, I am a major nerd, and I love reading… He listened. “There is something you can do to make up for it though,” she said as she continued to grind my dick as deep into her as it could reach.“And what would that be, exactly?” I asked, lifting her up by her ass and dropping her back down into my lap.“I want to try the other impossible thing you did with Elsa and Elsie”.“I mean, it’s not technically impossible, your bodies are already set up to be able to produce milk. As long as you took the right hormone supplements you could-”Lauren silenced me. Instead, I placed my left on top of hers and gave it a gentle squeeze. Tabitha looked up at me, more of her neglected hair falling free as she did. Her eyes were raw, but soft. Somehow they managed to stay blue in the orange haze. The corners wrinkled slightly as she smiled, betraying her age. I figured she was in her late-twenties, maybe early-thirties. I snorted my own smile in return. Then self-consciously, I dipped my gaze a second. Our hands danced in my lap, our fingers interlocking, then. As I uncomfortably passed the fellow students that carried a lavatory pass, I began thinking of an excuse with which to enter my class. But my head was still too full of my previous thoughts to come up with anything. At the end of the hall was the classroom of Mr. James Shoemaker, my French teacher. I knocked two times at the class door before I went in. The tall broad man standing in front of the classroom turned his bald head. After which he raised his hairy forearm to check the watch around.