”“It’s all good.”“But I did lose my virginity there,” shared the sepia toned sissy with neatly manicured sisterlocks.“Brothas do it righ...t in the south,” Cortez Gilchrist.“That they do!”“So who popped that faggit cherry, baby?”“He was one of the custodians at school,” began Kenji Snow. We had a cross dress day during our spirit week and I had dressed up in a cute red and white minidress and some wedge heel sandals. Anyway, he saw me in the student activities center. He didn’t recognize me and. " Was all she could say when I suddenly grabbed hold of her hair, turned her head towards me and started slapping her face hard, back and forth several times. "You like pain bitch?' I said to her. Marci had tears staring to well up in her eyes as I slapped at her face. Moving a bit more forward, I stopped slapping at her face, "Let's see how you like this whore" I then said to her as I now turned my attention to her tits. The first slap across her tits made her cry out in pain and she tried to. Her eyes continued to wander, making mental notes; the features on his face, manly, strong, soft eyes, sad as though they hid secrets. She had never asked him his age during their brief conversations. She guessed late 30’s maybe. The faint lines on his face and small crow’s feet around his eyes bore witness to the experiences that life offered.Her eyes continued to wander and she soon found herself staring at his groin. Afraid he might catch her; she averted her eyes and looked at the clock on. "O-okay," I said."Good," she said, smiling. "Okay, see you later, then!"Momoko turned around and skipped away without another word. Shedisappeared around the corner and out of sight. After she was gone, Iwondered if it had really happened, or if my imagination was simplyoveractive.No, it was just my imagination, surely. As if Momoko would really bewaiting for me at the front gate of the school. The chances of that wereslim. *Momoko was waiting at the front gate.