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A line of f******n College students formed outside a classroom in ill-equipped makeshift premises in the heart of Brazil. Today was a hot day, the lack of air-conditioning made for an uncomfortable day to learn something new, as well as waiting around to be seated.
Fernanda stood in the queue swaying her shoulders to create a draft. She felt a bead of sweat run near her dark thin hair strands past her earlobe. She quickly wiped it away with the cuff of her grey linin cardigan, her other handheld onto her pencil case tightly as if it were the only thing she possessed, but something more important in there resided. Fernanda shyly looked back to the queue as someone rushed in on approached. A few of the teenage boys in line eyed Fernanda’s smooth brown legs on show and back to her big brown eyes. Her thick brows pinched inwards at the boys as they glared at her itching to poke fun.
‘I’m here class!’, Mr Murry voiced down the line in a slowing quick-step as he unlocked the door.
Fernanda’s senses lit up in a split second as she caught the lecturer’s aftershave as he passed her. Her heart thumped as her body reacted to a new fresh scent, a scent not carried by her younger fellow peers. Fernanda’s eyes jumped to her pencil case once more with a brush of her thumb, distracting her ever-growing sensitive nipples brushing on her white shirt. With a clenched rectum, Fernanda headed into the classroom shyly looking over at Mr Murry who placed down his textbooks onto a worn desk. He watched as Fernanda’s skirt swayed just below her buttocks when she turned to sit.
Mr Murry stuck to an old blackboard his charity organization nametag and website address, along with today’s subject matter – Business skills. He turned and introduced himself asking the class to do the same in turn. The students called their names off. Fernanda’s turn came with a little snigger and comment from one of the boys, ‘Ha! Girls name’ he shouted to embarrass Fernanda who refused to use her male birth name.
Fernanda turned with a sharp inhale and evil squinted eyes at the annoying boy who she now classed as a bully. Mr Murry called for calm with his hands out flat as the other names rolled off, but his eyes remained on Fernanda as she sulked down. Murry had heard about the exotic delights of stunning beauty among the transgender community in Brazil but hadn’t expected that beauty in such a young teenager. As his eyes rolled over the girl, it was clear she had begun living as a girl, a short grey skirt with smooth legs and grown out hair was enough to entice the straightest of men, such as Mr Murry.
Murry began his class, every so often he would try to get the fan working on the desk as no more items of clothing could be removed to counter the heat. His short-sleeved shirt showed his large biceps and tight figure beneath evident of a hard body. Fernanda also removed her cardigan and slipped of her old pink trainers airing her bare feet and painted toenails. Fernanda’s nipples hadn’t stopped buzzing since she laid eyes on her Lecturer, with that thought came of the time, time to take her tablets. Fishing into her pencil case Fernanda reached for her hormones and swallowed them with water from a bottle on her table. Mr Murry happened to be checking the students’ progress one by one when he saw Fernanda and her pencil case contents from behind.
The shiny packaging of a condom caught Murry’s eye and his imagination, as he came over Fernanda’s desk. Her small frame allowed for any breast growth to show easily, with the buttons undone, Mr Murry’s imagination didn’t need much to fill the gaps. Compared to the girl next to Fernanda, Mr Murry knew which he’d choose if he ever got so lucky. There was something about the thickness in Fernanda’s thighs and legs that made Murry want to dive right in and part.
Nerves in Fernanda’s hands knocked the pencil case to the floor not noticing the presence of Mr Murry. The contents splashed out, again the annoying boy called out the girl as a sissy girl and faggot. Mr Murry bend down and collected the stationary and condom eyeing Fernanda as he placed it inside his pocket. Fernanda’s eyes tracked the hand movement to his crotch area lingering on the outline of his manhood in a semi-erect state, or had it just been a very large placid well-hung cock? It was so close to her face that Fernanda could have lent in and nudged it with her nose if she had the right.
Fernanda’s mouth hung open, school was out, her mind simply wasn’t open to teachings of a business nature. The very urge of Fernanda’s lust to lose her virginity burned in her soul and heart, every aspect of her hormones pushed her to flirt with her lecturer, only her inexperience kept her shy, but she saw Murry look under her skirt when he picked up her pencils, had he seen her violet knicker that matched her toenails, she wondered. The class continued…
Over the next two hours, Mr Murry’s eye line focused on the girl’s bare feet and legs, her sex appeal oozed out of her effortlessly just as he large eyes screamed “fuck me”; it hadn’t gone unmissed by Maria, the girl sat next to Fernanda. Maria pocked Fernanda many times over bringing her attention to the way Murry held his gaze at her. Fernanda would smile shyly with a more confident Maria, who’d experienced what luring men for cock felt like.
Maria urged Fernanda to undo another shirt button, one button too far for decency. ‘Play with him’ Maria would say. Quickly, Maria undid this for her pulling the button clean off. Every little thing Mr Murry did hypnotised Fernanda’s eyes hoping to see the cock outline grow bigger, visualising through his clothes and how she may react to playing with such a real man. All the time Maria whispered her joys of sucking and fucking on dick to Fernanda, trying to coax her into an uncontrollable horny mess, it didn’t take much for Fernanda to crack under the pressures of hormones, men and the desperate need to break her virginity.
Fernanda’s anal ring pinched into her knickers, her cheeks slipping and rubbed together crushing the damp panties tighter thinking of a dick-filled hole, completing her as a woman. By now the only thing controlling Fernanda was pure sex appeal, it was obvious Mr Murry wanted the young student, gay or not, the pair built-up the sexual charge in the musky classroom.
‘Hey, listen, bitch, you got this, and if you don’t get his dick, well he’s mine, and I can’t wait to taste Caucasian’, Maria whispered into Fernanda’s ear just brushing her lips on her. ‘You can do it girl’, she said.
Fernanda listened well to a new lesson from Maria. Fernanda shrunk away from her with the knowledge of her prostitution activities.
The class came to an early end, the heat responsible for attention-fatigue clearly taking hold. However, there was one particular thing the heat hadn’t fatigued, the deep embedded lust and horn instilled in the two attracted parties who’d danced their eyes over one another constantly.
‘That’s time for today, class. I’ll see you all same time tomorrow’. Murry said, still thinking of a way to hold Fernanda behind as he fiddled with the condom in his pocket. Fernanda’s cute femme ways swirled into Murry’s dirtiest of thoughts that swelled him evermore.
The students rose and left, however, Maria knocked Fernanda’s pencil case off the desk and turned to face her with a glimmer in her eye saying ‘whoops’. Maria pouted her lips with sass and walked of grinning over to Mr Murry before leaving the room to them.
Fernanda hadn’t even got her trainers back on when she began to gather the stationary from the floor. Whilst down on her knees, she flustered around unable to think straight. Suddenly the black shine of two shoes stepped near her dainty hands. Fernanda’s heart raced harder than before, she hadn’t a clue how to please men to the point of engagement, let alone a foreigner of this age and type. Fernanda found she didn’t have to think much, her natural ways could have enticed any man to see her a potential mate, even now her rounded out ass rose up as if to offer itself to anything will to fuck her.
‘I’m not ready’, Fernanda whispered to herself barely moving her lips, desperately trying to avoid awkwardness, wondering what Murry’s intentions were.
Fernanda quickly zipped the pencil case up and stood holding her hand out, her eyes fall away from Mr Murry’s hungry stare. He huffs out of agitation to engage her, his dick is clearly fully erect pulling on his cotton trousers to burst out. After a pause, he slaps the condom down into Fernanda’s hand and returns to clear his desk thinking of her as just a cock tease.
Fernanda’s cheeks blush almost burning, she walks towards the closed door constantly arguing with herself and the inner voice of Maria resonating in her head. One last slight pause at the door and quick glance over to Mr Murry looking back at her with heavy balls was the icebreaker. One man’s devilish eyes filled the girl with cock, hers, innocently conveyed the natural need for a man to touch her for the first time.
Fernanda broke! She fell for it all and ran to Mr Murry with a surge of energy and leapt onto him, wrapping herself around him tightly, she threw her trainers and pencil case to the ground clutching the condom. The pair kissed deeply with tongues sizzling with new tastes hinted at during close release of one another’s pheromones. Fernanda’s limp cockette finally broke a tear of precum soaked into her knickers that pressed against Murry’s lower tummy. Murry embraced the stunning transgender student rushing his hands over her legs and around under her skirt to pinch aggressively her jelly-like cheeks. The pair magnetised each other’s lips whilst fondling one another with haste.
Murry ripped the shirt off the Brazilian in one swoop, immediately pinching her nipples and rubbing her breasts, pulling on the girl’s waistline as if to find remnant’s’ of a male, there were none. Not even the limb pathetic cockette resembled a man’s penis. Murry couldn’t take any more delays, in just fifteen seconds of fast-paced embrace, he turned his mate quickly, lifting her skirt up high and slamming Fernanda’s body down onto his desk. She let out a whimper in the process. Using his feet he pushed hers together, one hand holding her head down the other rushing to unzip the thick meat.
The large dominating cock flung out from the zip line standing to a hard attention as if could smell the treats just inches from its head. Murry unbuttoned and his trousers dropped. He pinched her ass with one free hand and lined up slamming his cock directly into the asspussy to its rim letting out a huge sigh of conquer. ‘AAAARHHHHHH!’
Fernanda’s rim hadn’t prepared for it, the deep instant thrust of a horny bull taking her as a female shocked her to her core, filling a void. Lucky the hormones elasticated her anus just enough for it to accommodate such girth and stiffness. The hard thud she felt from behind that knocked her spine and shook her ass cheeks told her she took the full length in one go. Then, with no time to ponder, the second and third hit came, stronger and stronger than the last and just as forceful. Fernanda realised she had no control in this position bent over on the desk, her foot automatically reached back and upwards from the floor as she squirmed at new anal sensations. The thrust raged on, the desk struggled to hold strong and in place with the large powerful man in full swing. Fernanda yelped out each time the thick swelling head reached its deepest point in her, hitting her sweet spot causing leakage and a anal tightness around him at the base.
Murry pumped away fast and hard, astounded at his luck on the first day of teaching. Nothing could pull him away from his mate at this moment, his only thoughts were of breeding her, owning her as his pet and filling her with a sexual memory of himself.
Fernanda quivered listening to the slap of her ass on his tummy, the run of his length now more tuned in to her tight butt, extruding and imploding as the cock shifts in and out at its own selfish pace. Fernanda moans out banging her fist on the hard wooden table, unsure how much she can take the cock filling her beyond comfort.
There’s no stopping the powerful thrusts from Murry. Fernanda’s puffing anal rim tightens, allowed only by a build-up of a white foamy pre-cum acting as lube amongst booty sweet. Fernanda is forced to go weak and let go of her tension, she slumps on the desk cross-eyed jolted by the rhythm of sex. Her mind melts into a sissy realm commanded by submission to a dominant male forcing her to approach internal girly orgasms. Every hit brings pleasure and pain, deeper conditioning with the hormones have helped to set up –clearing the fog of any slight remission.
Fernanda’s eyes ping wide in a flash, somehow the cock swells even more inside her with lingering deep penetration. She’s sure this is the moment she will become a woman and capture the man’s seed deep in her imaginary womb. ‘Do it, do it, fuck me!’, Fernanda orders looking back with the horn in her purring out her gaze. Murry pierces her soul with his gaze back showing his deep intent to cum inside her and he’s right on the edge of release with swinging bollocks.
Suddenly, with the will for the fuck to continue, Murry pulls out quickly and drops to the desk chair pulling his bitch over to sit facing him. The large gap between the armrest allows Fernanda to slip her knees through once bent, her legs circling Murry’s waist where her feet meet together behind. Now face to face Murry can enjoy the full experience of Fernanda’s squirms and moans. They kiss again as Murry begins to thrash fuck the tgirl. Somehow the bell end thumbs and extra half-inch deeper, leaving Fernanda completely defenceless as she bounces to his thrust. Her smallish breasts wiggle on Murry’s hairy chest. Fernanda grits her teeth with a deeper pleasure pressing her lips on his asking him to finish her off. Murry’s bell end rapidly brushes the sissy girl’s G-spot and at the maximum fuck rate, they both spray a thick white load, one destined to find eggs and the other to be wiped away. Fernanda feels the rush of warm spray shoot into her immediately re-lubricating her hole.
Fernanda slumps in a quivering mess over Murry, her anal rim pulsing around his shaft as if still trying to milk the last of his seed into her involuntarily, Murry’s cock responds and pulses to completely empty his bollocks of the last drops.
Fernanda relaxes after some time peeling herself of Murry’s chest, opening her hand to the unused condom, crushed and wrinkled from her grasp. Murry grabs it and throws it to the trash before saying, ‘Now you’re a woman darling, class dismissed’.
The end.
Fernanda stood in the queue swaying her shoulders to create a draft. She felt a bead of sweat run near her dark thin hair strands past her earlobe. She quickly wiped it away with the cuff of her grey linin cardigan, her other handheld onto her pencil case tightly as if it were the only thing she possessed, but something more important in there resided. Fernanda shyly looked back to the queue as someone rushed in on approached. A few of the teenage boys in line eyed Fernanda’s smooth brown legs on show and back to her big brown eyes. Her thick brows pinched inwards at the boys as they glared at her itching to poke fun.
‘I’m here class!’, Mr Murry voiced down the line in a slowing quick-step as he unlocked the door.
Fernanda’s senses lit up in a split second as she caught the lecturer’s aftershave as he passed her. Her heart thumped as her body reacted to a new fresh scent, a scent not carried by her younger fellow peers. Fernanda’s eyes jumped to her pencil case once more with a brush of her thumb, distracting her ever-growing sensitive nipples brushing on her white shirt. With a clenched rectum, Fernanda headed into the classroom shyly looking over at Mr Murry who placed down his textbooks onto a worn desk. He watched as Fernanda’s skirt swayed just below her buttocks when she turned to sit.
Mr Murry stuck to an old blackboard his charity organization nametag and website address, along with today’s subject matter – Business skills. He turned and introduced himself asking the class to do the same in turn. The students called their names off. Fernanda’s turn came with a little snigger and comment from one of the boys, ‘Ha! Girls name’ he shouted to embarrass Fernanda who refused to use her male birth name.
Fernanda turned with a sharp inhale and evil squinted eyes at the annoying boy who she now classed as a bully. Mr Murry called for calm with his hands out flat as the other names rolled off, but his eyes remained on Fernanda as she sulked down. Murry had heard about the exotic delights of stunning beauty among the transgender community in Brazil but hadn’t expected that beauty in such a young teenager. As his eyes rolled over the girl, it was clear she had begun living as a girl, a short grey skirt with smooth legs and grown out hair was enough to entice the straightest of men, such as Mr Murry.
Murry began his class, every so often he would try to get the fan working on the desk as no more items of clothing could be removed to counter the heat. His short-sleeved shirt showed his large biceps and tight figure beneath evident of a hard body. Fernanda also removed her cardigan and slipped of her old pink trainers airing her bare feet and painted toenails. Fernanda’s nipples hadn’t stopped buzzing since she laid eyes on her Lecturer, with that thought came of the time, time to take her tablets. Fishing into her pencil case Fernanda reached for her hormones and swallowed them with water from a bottle on her table. Mr Murry happened to be checking the students’ progress one by one when he saw Fernanda and her pencil case contents from behind.
The shiny packaging of a condom caught Murry’s eye and his imagination, as he came over Fernanda’s desk. Her small frame allowed for any breast growth to show easily, with the buttons undone, Mr Murry’s imagination didn’t need much to fill the gaps. Compared to the girl next to Fernanda, Mr Murry knew which he’d choose if he ever got so lucky. There was something about the thickness in Fernanda’s thighs and legs that made Murry want to dive right in and part.
Nerves in Fernanda’s hands knocked the pencil case to the floor not noticing the presence of Mr Murry. The contents splashed out, again the annoying boy called out the girl as a sissy girl and faggot. Mr Murry bend down and collected the stationary and condom eyeing Fernanda as he placed it inside his pocket. Fernanda’s eyes tracked the hand movement to his crotch area lingering on the outline of his manhood in a semi-erect state, or had it just been a very large placid well-hung cock? It was so close to her face that Fernanda could have lent in and nudged it with her nose if she had the right.
Fernanda’s mouth hung open, school was out, her mind simply wasn’t open to teachings of a business nature. The very urge of Fernanda’s lust to lose her virginity burned in her soul and heart, every aspect of her hormones pushed her to flirt with her lecturer, only her inexperience kept her shy, but she saw Murry look under her skirt when he picked up her pencils, had he seen her violet knicker that matched her toenails, she wondered. The class continued…
Over the next two hours, Mr Murry’s eye line focused on the girl’s bare feet and legs, her sex appeal oozed out of her effortlessly just as he large eyes screamed “fuck me”; it hadn’t gone unmissed by Maria, the girl sat next to Fernanda. Maria pocked Fernanda many times over bringing her attention to the way Murry held his gaze at her. Fernanda would smile shyly with a more confident Maria, who’d experienced what luring men for cock felt like.
Maria urged Fernanda to undo another shirt button, one button too far for decency. ‘Play with him’ Maria would say. Quickly, Maria undid this for her pulling the button clean off. Every little thing Mr Murry did hypnotised Fernanda’s eyes hoping to see the cock outline grow bigger, visualising through his clothes and how she may react to playing with such a real man. All the time Maria whispered her joys of sucking and fucking on dick to Fernanda, trying to coax her into an uncontrollable horny mess, it didn’t take much for Fernanda to crack under the pressures of hormones, men and the desperate need to break her virginity.
Fernanda’s anal ring pinched into her knickers, her cheeks slipping and rubbed together crushing the damp panties tighter thinking of a dick-filled hole, completing her as a woman. By now the only thing controlling Fernanda was pure sex appeal, it was obvious Mr Murry wanted the young student, gay or not, the pair built-up the sexual charge in the musky classroom.
‘Hey, listen, bitch, you got this, and if you don’t get his dick, well he’s mine, and I can’t wait to taste Caucasian’, Maria whispered into Fernanda’s ear just brushing her lips on her. ‘You can do it girl’, she said.
Fernanda listened well to a new lesson from Maria. Fernanda shrunk away from her with the knowledge of her prostitution activities.
The class came to an early end, the heat responsible for attention-fatigue clearly taking hold. However, there was one particular thing the heat hadn’t fatigued, the deep embedded lust and horn instilled in the two attracted parties who’d danced their eyes over one another constantly.
‘That’s time for today, class. I’ll see you all same time tomorrow’. Murry said, still thinking of a way to hold Fernanda behind as he fiddled with the condom in his pocket. Fernanda’s cute femme ways swirled into Murry’s dirtiest of thoughts that swelled him evermore.
The students rose and left, however, Maria knocked Fernanda’s pencil case off the desk and turned to face her with a glimmer in her eye saying ‘whoops’. Maria pouted her lips with sass and walked of grinning over to Mr Murry before leaving the room to them.
Fernanda hadn’t even got her trainers back on when she began to gather the stationary from the floor. Whilst down on her knees, she flustered around unable to think straight. Suddenly the black shine of two shoes stepped near her dainty hands. Fernanda’s heart raced harder than before, she hadn’t a clue how to please men to the point of engagement, let alone a foreigner of this age and type. Fernanda found she didn’t have to think much, her natural ways could have enticed any man to see her a potential mate, even now her rounded out ass rose up as if to offer itself to anything will to fuck her.
‘I’m not ready’, Fernanda whispered to herself barely moving her lips, desperately trying to avoid awkwardness, wondering what Murry’s intentions were.
Fernanda quickly zipped the pencil case up and stood holding her hand out, her eyes fall away from Mr Murry’s hungry stare. He huffs out of agitation to engage her, his dick is clearly fully erect pulling on his cotton trousers to burst out. After a pause, he slaps the condom down into Fernanda’s hand and returns to clear his desk thinking of her as just a cock tease.
Fernanda’s cheeks blush almost burning, she walks towards the closed door constantly arguing with herself and the inner voice of Maria resonating in her head. One last slight pause at the door and quick glance over to Mr Murry looking back at her with heavy balls was the icebreaker. One man’s devilish eyes filled the girl with cock, hers, innocently conveyed the natural need for a man to touch her for the first time.
Fernanda broke! She fell for it all and ran to Mr Murry with a surge of energy and leapt onto him, wrapping herself around him tightly, she threw her trainers and pencil case to the ground clutching the condom. The pair kissed deeply with tongues sizzling with new tastes hinted at during close release of one another’s pheromones. Fernanda’s limp cockette finally broke a tear of precum soaked into her knickers that pressed against Murry’s lower tummy. Murry embraced the stunning transgender student rushing his hands over her legs and around under her skirt to pinch aggressively her jelly-like cheeks. The pair magnetised each other’s lips whilst fondling one another with haste.
Murry ripped the shirt off the Brazilian in one swoop, immediately pinching her nipples and rubbing her breasts, pulling on the girl’s waistline as if to find remnant’s’ of a male, there were none. Not even the limb pathetic cockette resembled a man’s penis. Murry couldn’t take any more delays, in just fifteen seconds of fast-paced embrace, he turned his mate quickly, lifting her skirt up high and slamming Fernanda’s body down onto his desk. She let out a whimper in the process. Using his feet he pushed hers together, one hand holding her head down the other rushing to unzip the thick meat.
The large dominating cock flung out from the zip line standing to a hard attention as if could smell the treats just inches from its head. Murry unbuttoned and his trousers dropped. He pinched her ass with one free hand and lined up slamming his cock directly into the asspussy to its rim letting out a huge sigh of conquer. ‘AAAARHHHHHH!’
Fernanda’s rim hadn’t prepared for it, the deep instant thrust of a horny bull taking her as a female shocked her to her core, filling a void. Lucky the hormones elasticated her anus just enough for it to accommodate such girth and stiffness. The hard thud she felt from behind that knocked her spine and shook her ass cheeks told her she took the full length in one go. Then, with no time to ponder, the second and third hit came, stronger and stronger than the last and just as forceful. Fernanda realised she had no control in this position bent over on the desk, her foot automatically reached back and upwards from the floor as she squirmed at new anal sensations. The thrust raged on, the desk struggled to hold strong and in place with the large powerful man in full swing. Fernanda yelped out each time the thick swelling head reached its deepest point in her, hitting her sweet spot causing leakage and a anal tightness around him at the base.
Murry pumped away fast and hard, astounded at his luck on the first day of teaching. Nothing could pull him away from his mate at this moment, his only thoughts were of breeding her, owning her as his pet and filling her with a sexual memory of himself.
Fernanda quivered listening to the slap of her ass on his tummy, the run of his length now more tuned in to her tight butt, extruding and imploding as the cock shifts in and out at its own selfish pace. Fernanda moans out banging her fist on the hard wooden table, unsure how much she can take the cock filling her beyond comfort.
There’s no stopping the powerful thrusts from Murry. Fernanda’s puffing anal rim tightens, allowed only by a build-up of a white foamy pre-cum acting as lube amongst booty sweet. Fernanda is forced to go weak and let go of her tension, she slumps on the desk cross-eyed jolted by the rhythm of sex. Her mind melts into a sissy realm commanded by submission to a dominant male forcing her to approach internal girly orgasms. Every hit brings pleasure and pain, deeper conditioning with the hormones have helped to set up –clearing the fog of any slight remission.
Fernanda’s eyes ping wide in a flash, somehow the cock swells even more inside her with lingering deep penetration. She’s sure this is the moment she will become a woman and capture the man’s seed deep in her imaginary womb. ‘Do it, do it, fuck me!’, Fernanda orders looking back with the horn in her purring out her gaze. Murry pierces her soul with his gaze back showing his deep intent to cum inside her and he’s right on the edge of release with swinging bollocks.
Suddenly, with the will for the fuck to continue, Murry pulls out quickly and drops to the desk chair pulling his bitch over to sit facing him. The large gap between the armrest allows Fernanda to slip her knees through once bent, her legs circling Murry’s waist where her feet meet together behind. Now face to face Murry can enjoy the full experience of Fernanda’s squirms and moans. They kiss again as Murry begins to thrash fuck the tgirl. Somehow the bell end thumbs and extra half-inch deeper, leaving Fernanda completely defenceless as she bounces to his thrust. Her smallish breasts wiggle on Murry’s hairy chest. Fernanda grits her teeth with a deeper pleasure pressing her lips on his asking him to finish her off. Murry’s bell end rapidly brushes the sissy girl’s G-spot and at the maximum fuck rate, they both spray a thick white load, one destined to find eggs and the other to be wiped away. Fernanda feels the rush of warm spray shoot into her immediately re-lubricating her hole.
Fernanda slumps in a quivering mess over Murry, her anal rim pulsing around his shaft as if still trying to milk the last of his seed into her involuntarily, Murry’s cock responds and pulses to completely empty his bollocks of the last drops.
Fernanda relaxes after some time peeling herself of Murry’s chest, opening her hand to the unused condom, crushed and wrinkled from her grasp. Murry grabs it and throws it to the trash before saying, ‘Now you’re a woman darling, class dismissed’.
The end.
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