Was she strong enough to domore than just quickly leave the presence of the churlish people in a signof unity? Standing up for the lady was easy, stan...ding up in unity was not.Janet having her Spartacus would be a solo outing. Her privacy wouldbecome common knowledge.Janet was lucky and blessed. She had the support system to deal with thebacklash of being publicly out as a transgender woman. She looked so muchlike a woman people will still be more accepting to her than girls who didnot look. Yet deep down, I knew that it wasn’t quite true. I couldn’t live on hatred alone, even in my current state. Sure, it helped me persevere for a time, but eventually Hera’s torture stripped me of everything including that. Well, everything except for the memory of a single smile. I could see it now, crooked, but warm and loving. These days it remained in my mind’s eye even when the pain came. Tara’s loving and playful eyes filled me and somehow blocked out the worst of what Hera did. It was as if. He was getting off hearing about my first time. He said, "Shhh, say nothing else. I dont want to cum yet. Sit down here". He got up and I sat on the chair. He pushed my legs apart and got on his knees. He pressed his mouth to my pussy and began to lick and suck me. It felt so good, I could feel myself oozing with juices. He thrust his tongue inside me and tongue fucked me. I was gripping the seat of the chair trying to stay upright. He worked my clit with his tongue and sucked it with his lips.. I get to the end of the class,almost, when an assistant principal shows up and says I have to go theprincipal's office. I just sit in the outer waiting room. No one talksto me. Clearly I am in trouble, I suppose. I am missing math class,which was a practice test, for our final. I just read my assigned book,the Diary of Anne Frank. The last chapter is so sad. She almost madeit. How horrible. My mom shows up."The principal says you were being disruptive and I had to take youhome?" I was.