I grab Megan’s hand. She pulls it away as she is lusting at Greg. We get into the school and I find my locker. Cindy pinches my butt as she walks to... her locker, which is next to mine. I smile knowing that the lockers are assigned in alphabetical order. I look for Megan, who has already left for her Class.I put my stuff in my locker and join Fred, George and Johnny to walk to our first class.“Now that’s an ass,” Johnny points out as we head down the hallway. She is bent over in her locker and we. If soldiers entered, Daiyu would be the first they could grab. With one hand, she held her knife, and on the other hand, she took her sister’s hand and held it tightly.“I won’t let them hurt you, Biyu,” She whispered. “I promise you.”Biyu cried and whimpered as she held her sister’s hand tightly.“God help me,” Daiyu said quietly to herself. “I will do whatever I need to do. I did not reincarnate as a little girl just to be slaughtered or raped.” She looked at her sister, “I will do whatever is. Always afraid to just live for the moment. To party and have fun as so many others easily do.Another little kiss, this time a hundred percent loving, the touch of her lips on mine wonderful. “This will be mine. Our own little thing, just you and me. A little piece of you that I have, that Jill doesn’t. Our thing.”I could see how much this meant to her, and I couldn’t help but smile back. She was so lovely, yet also lonely and needy, with a sadness at the heart, something she most often managed. "Her hips swayed in a seductive way as she walked with a natural feline grace seen so seldom seen these days. Today's girls and young women are taught at an early age to pout and posture and flop their asses around in clumsy looking poses. Those poses are supposed to denote something or other, but look stupid to me. I had the urge to run up behind her, raise her skirts and run my tongue all over her beautiful body. That woman could have made Richard Simmons get off. (Well, maybe.)I restrained.