Damn, Mirra, you look better than most of the girls I go to school with. You’re not Black, you don’t even look like a Black girl. Your skin is not...as dark as mine and you’re damned good-looking to boot. Your black hair looks like mine. Not kinky or greasy like other Black-girls. Besides, I know some girl-lovers who like to fuck boys and girls too and they eat pussy like you wouldn’t believe.”“You’re shitting me! You mean you’ve seen them eat another girl’s pussy? I reckon the next thing you’ll. Either touching our hands together or our bodies touching at the hip. Getting closer than needed to let someone pass near us. Late in the evening as you back against me as a drunken party goer passes, I wrap my arms around you at the hips and kiss you softly on your neck. Just once! Your legs weaken at my touch. I whisper in your ear, "I know you live in town, but I have a room upstairs. Will you come with me?"You don't answer with words. You grab me by the hand and tell me with your eyes. We. As always this is a purely fanciful, fantasy fictional work. No referencesare intended to portray any actual persons, situations, places or eventswhether past or present.This chapter is rated R as it sets the stage for some really fun things tocome. Sissy Julian Chapter VII - The Birth of Julia by sissystevieJulian's first training day in the village ended surprisingly mildly, butwith a most profound change in the. I glance at the clock in the hall, that's only two hours from now. I nod my thanks at getting some information from her and head up the stairs to Liam's bedroom. Perhaps she doesn't know as much as she likes to let on, although I'm certain she spies on me for him when he's not around.In his ensuite, I begin to fill up his freestanding bath and tip some bubble bath in. I want to be pristine for what I have planned for his return, desperately in need of more affection. The first thing I do is.