Not raw the way your Partners like their meat,” she told me and smiled.“I have a good amount of organs and other parts that we humans don’t care...for cooking, and your Partners can have that when it’s finished and has cooled down some,” she finished with a big smile.“Thank you, I’m sure they will appreciate it,” I told her with a return smile.Just before the meal was served, Trish and I carried a large pot of well-cooked local deer organs out to the cage. Both cats were up at the bars as we. Because of my parents' backgrounds, I was aware of sex and reproduction. Health class was old news for me.I knew when my sister started her period because I overheard her mention it to my mom. I began to observe Abigail in the hope of solving the mystery. The odor lasted three days with it building up and trailing off around the middle of her cycle. This may be obvious but it took me a while to figure out my sister was sending out scent signals announcing to the world that she was ovulating.. He laid down and took off my red panties (I was wearing everything red that evening, from sari, blouse, bra and petticoat) and lifted my sari carefully and laid over his body and started rubbing myself. By this time we were both very aroused sexually. He kept on saying that since this is the 1st time I was on top of him rubbing my pussy on his manhood, I should be careful that his cock should not enter my pussy, as it might lead to my defloration. Suddenly it occurred to me that ‘maybe this. "Yes, it's just that..." how do you tell the most powerful person in the world her privates are showing and she should cover up? And what happens if she asked why I was even looking in the first place, though it was hard to look at her without seeing her vagina."Are you shy?" She inquired, now rubbing her legs up and down."Mrs. President, I think you're trying to seduce me?" Ha!" She let out a loud condescending laugh. "You catch on quick! Is it working?" She looked down at my crotch, seeing.