"I don't know where we come from or why we are," Marissa admitted. "Somesay we have always existed, though the oldest I know of is only fifteenhundred...years old." Holy shit," I whispered, unable to imagine living that long.Marissa merely nodded, frowning thoughtfully. "No one knows where wecome from, though all have their ideas. Some think we are blessed fromGod while others think we are creatures of the devil. More recentlythough, some have decided that we are genetic mutations, the next. The scent and the taste of the strawberry body wash lingered on my tongue and I inhaled her natural female scent as well.She was totally naked and I was bottomless as I climbed onboard her perfect haunches spanking her lightly just to show her I was still in charge. She submitted to my possessive treatment and sighed with contentment as I rubbed my hardened shaft between her nubile ass cheeks.I looked with heartfelt desire at her puckered brown eye, but I knew she was unusually tight back there. “Okay, you are a good specimen. Come, let’s go.”Saying this all walked out of the Principal’s office. Veeresha tried to pick up what was left of her sari, but one of the guys pulled it from her saying, “You won’t need that anymore.” Then he spanked her naked ass saying, “Come let’s go.”Veeresha was forced to walk nude from the office to the car. As they walked away the Principal and Irsha were left behind. Veeresha’s tears had dried up. Still, she was horrified about the future that was going. .." Honey, I haven't agreed to anything. I simply told Max last week that I needed some temporary work -- something that would pay well. Since I've been out of the business so long, I can't expect top spots or salary. He has this friend at Ladies Man magazine who's doing an issue on women over thirty. When Max mentioned my name the friend indicated that he wanted me to be the centerfold for that issue." And you accepted." No. I told Max to keep trying to find something a little more.