Wow! Having sex makes you kind of always anticipating the next time you may see your new partner. We're already best friends, but now ... it's really ...ard to explain.Second period, third period, study hall ... I couldn't concentrate even a little. I may see her at lunch, but we don't usually hang around the same set of kids at school.I saw a flash of red hair across the room ... No; that's Miss Resnick. She's kind of pretty now that I see her differently. I'm seeing all girls differently.. I was glad for that at least. When speaking to me privately, she never used words like, ‘please’ or ‘I would you like to…’. She addressed her needs as simply ‘Jon, you should or must do this or that.’ Now I didn’t mind doing most of what she requested but I increasingly hated not being asked and just being told what to do. I would have done it anyway, like helping around the house or checking our (her) car’s tires for air pressure. But to be told I ‘should’ do this rather than suggesting I do. Sweet Elhonna! She’s still alive! Ireth thought. She began a prayer for her mother’s spirit to be taken to Elhonna’s bosom swiftly, but was interrupted as Pattan dragged her by her new leash toward a table two humans placed in front of the post where her mother was. The two men pulled her up and placed her head on the table as Pattan began speaking. Something about submission and the price of defiance. Ireth felt the searing pain in her ear again. She tried not to cry out but was unable. I could feel him push against my cervix as if to prepare it for his sperm that would soon be mine.I pushed against him and moved my hips as he started pumping in and out and he was whispering in my ear, "Oh, Susan, you are mine. You are so good. I am never going to let you go." He was groaning and pumping and we were both sweating all over as our bodies slipped and slid. We were now clutching each other as our climax was nearing. I felt his black balls slapping my bottom, knowing that they were.