Thread: Years After the Plague (runawayninja x Tellmi_Moore)

First period passed more or less uneventfully. Though Sara did feel people were stealing glances at her, she realized that this was not because she was bottomless, but mostly because she wasn't wearing shoes. Well, they could go hang, she told herself. She was going to dress how she wanted with whatever she could, given her choices were limited by the school dress-code in most every other way. Most of class she found it hard to pay attention, thinking about the other futas she had seen before class, and how much she wanted to have other girls as friends - other girls she wasn't terrified of. She wanted to have a futa friend... with benefits... She blushed silently in class as she thought of this. It was not that she didn't love Rafe, she adored him, but there were certain... needs, that she had that, as a man, he did not feel comfortable fulfilling - nor would she want him to. She loved it when she fed him and she loved it when he made love to her. His kind words and cuddling embraces and tender caresses were what made life worth living for her. But she had... baser desires she felt a burning need to fulfill sometimes. Seeing all the futa girls this morning, talking to each other - even talking and, apparently, even dating women... She knew Rafe liked female girls as well as futas, and even though Sara was terrified of talking to, or being around, females, she still secretly longed to be with one of them as well. Both for her own sake, and because she desperately wanted Rafe to be happy, Sara secretly dreamed that, if Rafe were to get a girlfriend who was nice and kind and didn't mind, or even liked futas, that she could be their submissive third partner, and they could be a sort of menage a trios family... she shook off these fantasies as the bell rank, and she quickly packed up her notebook and followed Rafe into the hallway and toward the second period class, holding one of his arms with both of hers as per usual. As the entered the classroom, and it was a large one, she stopped when Rafe did, talking to one of his male friends, who was nice enough to pat Sara on the head after asking Rafe if it would be alright if he did so. Sara-Lynn beamed and happy smile when he did, and thanked him, introducing herself. She eeped and nearly jumped up to the ceiling when a hard smack landed on her bare butt from behind, and she let go of Rafe's arm and ran around the other side of him, peeking out from around his torso. Irene was laughing, and Sara buried her face against torso under his arm, smiling in spite of herself. Hi again, she said, her voice muffled by Rafe's torso and shirt. I'm sorry... Irene said between laughing and trying to catch her breath. I had no idea you would jump so high or be so startled! another peel of laughter. Oh... Irene wiped a tear away from her eye, still grinning. Oh that was good. Ah, anyway. Looks like the three of us are classmates, Rafe, she said, reaching out and patting Sara on the head without asking permission - this caused Sara to moan very softly into Rafe's shirt, and her arms tightened around him her fingertips beginning to dig in and massage his body through his clothes. I'm relieved, since Jenny doesn't need this class, or my next two, I was worried I'd have to spend every day from first period till lunch without anyone cool or cute to talk to - no offence! she said as a quick aside to the other boy standing in front of Rafe. Which reminds me! she said, cutting off the other boy's response. Where did you two run off this morning when Jenny came by? I wanted you to meet her, she grinned. She's quite a little pride of mine, she winked at Rafe mischievously. We should have lunch together out on the bleachers or something.