I had a feeling that this was my surprise. "Adrian my man, what's up?" Butch shouted."I'm here for my birthday present, and it looks like ya'll didn't... even bother wrapping him up!" he yelled back. "We're just saving you some time," Butch replied."I'm gonna love working this bitch over," Adrian said gleefully.He knelt down behind me and pushed the head of his cock against my anus. I was scared now, there was no way that was going into my ass without any lube. He pressed a little harder and I. So faster than a ferret down a rabbit hole and speedier than a stoat up a drainpipe and zippier than the unzipping of a zipper to release its proud, penile, prisoner to plunge proudly into a provocatively proffered pussy, I showered, fixed makeup and hair, wriggled into my school uniform, ate a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios to keep me cheery, and sashayed my way out of the house, a vision of perky, pokie, post-pubescent scrummy dumptiousness. A vision with sensitive, hurty, grape tomato nublets. Morning sickness, of course, reared its ugly head, and there was a period when Mistress was tempted to abort her pregnancy because of the mixture of nerves and morning sickness, but I soothed her sensibilities and that period of her pregnancy passed. Then Mistress settled down to become an expectant mother like all the others. The further her pregnancy progressed, the happier Mistress seemed to become with the new life that was growing within her body. I quite enjoyed putting my hands onto. I know he’s weird. He’s wearing make-up.” “You know about drop-add?” Ralph asked. “You can get out, change electives.” She shook her head, looking sad. He explained. “So just get the form at the office and drop that fag’s course and sign up for something else, maybe music or art. You can get that speech requirement later.” She sniffed. “That won’t stop him.” “One of the guys in the fraternity is gay. I’ll see what he knows.” Vixen dropped the speech course and signed up for Introductory.