My/her red thatch was glued down in a sodden mass, and the sheet below it was wet and shiny. I shook me/her.She/I opened a red eye, looked at me, and ...moaned in a petulant, little girl whine, "Not again, Butch, please? I need some sleep." The eye closed and the breathing became regular. Not again? For several seconds I tried to compute. Then her third word cut through the fog.Butch.That was my fantasy name for myself. Uh, you know. Pretending I was like Elvis Presley, a handsome stud popular. The pain became a pleasure. She moaned and bit her teeth making me crazy and madly fucked her. Both were in full ecstasy hurting each other by our teeth and she climaxed then me. I tried to remove my cock but she insisted on cumming inside in order to enjoy the juice heat. I was scared but convinced confirmed about her periods.I sprayed my semen inside and both were hugging with my tool inside for more than an hour. We both woke up bathed together and she especially washed her blood stain and. Isn’t it bro?” I asked. He replied “It was amazing dude. Specially, after we got nude.” “Ya true. That was kinda sexy!” I exclaimed. Wrapped my arms around his neck and gave a peck on his lips. We decided to let go off each other and get ready.He got up, collected his clothes and put it on. It was kinda hot watching him do that. Then I got ready. He asked “Bro, wanna have lunch together?”. I said “Nah! Mom’ll be waiting at home with food ready!”. He was about to say something but stopped half. I turned to take one final look at my ass cheeks, even more prominent and rounded now that I was wearing my 3” pink strappy high heels. I anxiously looked at the timer, my mantra seemingly doing little to calm my nerves. With less than five minutes remaining I quickly placed all my male clothes, keys and wallet in my bag, and following his instructions that I had memorized I placed the bag inside a small crate that was the only other furnishing in the tiny room. I took a long deep breath,.