The weekend of competing had improved my spirits, that didn’t last long though with the current atmosphere at school being slightly depressing.There... was an announcement over the school PA system that a student had attended the Ninjutsu state championship over the weekend, being a great representative of the school, winning his division of the tournament at black belt.They didn’t give my name in the announcement, so no one associated me with what they were being told.School itself I could cope. ” “Ha! I’m pretty sure Sarah won’t mind if you jump in with her. If she does I guess you’ll have to hit the carpet.” I felt more nervous climbing those stairs to potentially spend the night with Sarah than I did masturbating in public with her. Before I could think too much about what that meant I bit the bullet and walked in to the room. Sarah had changed into a long t-shirt that I assumed she wore as a night gown and was busy making the bed. “Umm. Is it still okay if I stay here the night? I. Cynthia was delighted that at last I'd been fucked! She asked me all sorts of questions -- how did it feel (peculiar), did I take all of him in (yes). did it excite me to my own climax (no), how long was it in fact that he fucked me (maybe twenty minutes, maybe more, it seemed forever), could I feel his sperm's heat when he fired it off into my guts (no, only a prick's spasm). Did I now feel like a woman, a true woman, now that I'd at last shared that experience with women everywhere in the. I'dbe teasing his ass about that, too! I got his belt undone and worked hiswet, slimy pants down. This was not easy and I was getting a nose full ofthe disgusting smell. Fucking Bob was definitely going to owe me for this!Drunken-ass weasel. Holy fuck! I thought to myself as I peeled off hislast lower layer. Goddamn Bob's got a pussy!It turned out that goddamn Bob also had a small but perky set of tits thatwere apparently quite pleased to be free of the stinking and very wet acebandage that had.