"Fucking hell! Watch it." She shouted."I'm so sorry, let me get you a towel." I turned to my dresser and grabbed a towel out of the drawer. I felt awf...l. Things had been going bad enough but now I had ruined everything for sure, I thought, until I turned back around. While I was getting the towel Ruby had stood up from the chair and had taken off her shorts. She was standing there in just her top and white lace panties holding her shorts and looking at the mess on them. "Here you go." I croaked. The intelligence of her kind was an emergent function of the whole rather than something embedded in a specific individual's constitution.Vashti recognised an opportunity when she saw one. If she was to find her way to the Anomaly it would be through a disciplined and well-resourced organisation that possessed technology well in advance of its actual requirements. It was even better that such an organisation was associated with chaos and the possibility of advancement premised on the simple. My erection was tight and I slowly eased myself to allow my dick to expand and be comfortable. She was in a night gown and we kissed. We kissed with more vigour and our hands wandered around as we kissed. She took my hand down to her hot spot between her legs. It was smooth and wet. “Did you shave?” I asked her. Yes she said “I liked your kiss that other day and I wanted you to have me fully”. I took her in my arms and we went to the bed room. I rolled her on the bed and undressed. She saw my 8. I spent the most humiliating day of mylife, jeered at and tormented by everyone and the following day was evenworse. Ms Bent had a completely new outfit, a school uniform type ofblouse and skirt with black but sheer pantyhose, navy cotton knickers andshoes with a two inch block heel.At registration the teacher, with a big smirk on his face, called out,"Bianca Stone," which I didn't answer to but he marked me present anyway.That sealed my fate at school and for the next two years, until I.