So good. Fuck. Take it Erica. Take it all" She did, swallowing all of my milk. She liked it. That was good, of course. I kept shooting sperm as she wa...s gripping my testicles. It pleased me. I didn't care how loud we were. This was my home. Erica and I went to bed. I could hear Emily's shower as I drifted into sleep. It was an old house, and the plumbing could be loud. It was alright, of course. Emily didn't have to rise when we did. I couldn't help wondering what she was doing showering this. "The next day at school Mamoru stood before the head of the class next to the teacher. "This is Mamoru Saotome. He's our new transfer student to Furinkin High. Why don't you take a seat and be nice to the students."When Mamoru was out on the gym play yard, he noticed Mousse and Ryoga had Ranma-chan pinned up against the side of the school. "Amazing the amount of time you spent as a girl has altered your way of thinking, Ranma." Mousse said as he taunted Ranma by shooting his chains and blades. Yogi Bar Rah himself was not within, but rather beyond, the Circle. He alone remained clothed; his Italian-made stylish but simple one-piece attire was of the finest silk with gold thread embroidery. Clothes make the mantra! Bar Rah was allowed these privileges because he had attained the Ultimate Zensation, Peace of Mind ( and the occasional piece of tail from naive female initiates.)The Circle was designed to balance exactly the powers of Yin and Yang. With a seating arrangement of. ."I kissed her again, and this time I slid my hands down all over her nearly naked body, caressing her everywhere as our tongues danced. Apparently she'd never been touched like that before. She went weak on her legs. She sagged against me, her arms tightened around my neck. She broke the kiss and buried her face in my neck, panting fast and shallow, like she was drowning now, rather than running around the block."L- let's don't ... go to the ... dance ... Anthony. Let's just ... go ....