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   The Popular Girl



   Chapter 18

   By: Anime Lover



   (ANIME) LOLI, YURI, RAPE, FOOTPLAY
















Disclaimer: None Needed

   - 1 day later, Friday, 8 days before deadline - 7:47 A.M.  - Sara and
Ginger's homeroom classIt was just a few minutes after the school day had
officially begun and Ginger suddenly stands up from her desk, drawing a few
eyes of her classmates, though with her statement of, "I'd like the class's
attention for a moment." she now had everyone's curious eyes on her,
including the teacher and Sara, before beginning... "I know I've only been
here for about a month, but next week will be my last week here."

   Some of the class was puzzled by this announcement and even Sara was,
until she realized Ginger was talking about returning back to Merkolova.

   "That's unfortunate to hear, is everything ok?" Asks the teacher at her
desk.

   "Heh, yeah, everything's fine." replies Ginger with a smile.  "My family
moves a lot."

   "Ah, I see." replies the teacher smiling.

   "What day are you leaving?" suddenly asks Sara.

   Ginger looks to Sara and smiles, "Saturday." before sitting back down.

   "Whoa, really?" replies Sara, in mock surprise.  "That's the same day
I'm leaving."

   Sara's comment though, was met with the entire class' gasp of "WHAT!?"
Sara smiles nervously at the reaction and states...

   "Heh, Sorry, I planned to do the same thing Ginger did, Monday; but
since she did it today, I figured I'd tell you guys now."

   "Don't leave!" comments a girl.

   "We want to see you lay your eggs more!" comments another one.

   "You're the coolest girl in this school!" comments a boy.

   As Sara became embarrassed at the comments from the class, Ginger
herself, smiles briefly at her, before looking down to her desk and
thinking, `She really is a lucky one, to be so popular from her difference,
that people around her don't want her to leave... that would've been nice
to have...'

   - 2:57 P.M.- Outside Ginger and Helen's home, at the side of the
houseHelen, Sara and her parents stood at the side of the house, a large
plant-covered fence beside them blocking the view of the neighboring house.

   Helen was dressed in a plain white T-shirt and blue jeans, holding a
rectangular device in her right hand, only about four inches long and two
inches wide.

   Sara currently wore a matching blue, tank-top and pleated skirt, as well
as thigh-high stockings.

   Sara's parents were dressed similarly, a shirt and jeans.

   "Are you two ready?" asks Helen.

   "As we'll ever be." comments Sara's dad, smiling, nervously .

   "Heh, ok then, come next to me and face the same way I'm facing."
instructs Helen.

   The two adults did so and Helen began pressing a few buttons on the
device in her hand.

   "This won't hurt will it?" Asks Sara's mom.

   "Not at all." replies Helen.  "You may experience some slight dizziness
though." she adds before pressing one more button on the device and it
starts to beep, then Helen places it on the ground in front of her, before
the beeping starts to increase in speed.

   "I hope you two have fun!" states Sara, smiling.

   Her mom, smiles nervously as a bead of sweat appears on the side of her
face as she comments, "I just hope we stay in one piece."

   The beeping soon turns rapid, then solid, before a ring of light
appeared on the ground around the three and one above them.  The next thing
Sara saw was a blinding flash, causing her to shield her eyes before
uncovering them and seeing nothing in front of her.

   "Their gone..."

   Moments later, Sara walks to the front of the house, opens the door and
walks in, heading to the living room, being mildly surprise upon seeing
Ginger on the couch.  Though, Sara wasn't surprised that Ginger was in the
room, she was surprised that Ginger was asleep, sitting up on the couch,
her head resting on the back cushion of it and her mouth wide open, Ginger
wasn't snoring though.

   Ginger was also dressed in her usual lounging around clothes, an
oversized T-shirt that covers the panties she wears.

   Sara soon smiles at catching her friend sleeping so early in the day and
quietly walks towards her.

   Although, just a few feet from her, Sara saw the expression on Ginger's
sleeping face turn sour, as if she was angry, then she hears her begin to
talk in her sleep...

   "No... get away..."

   Ginger starts moving her head from side to side as she continued to
speak, pleading in her dream to be left alone.  Sara's smiling faded in
favor of a look of concern.

   "Stop it!" pleaded Ginger louder in her sleep, before her hands came up,
as if trying to push someone away.  "I'm not a freak!"

   Her concern growing, Sara decided to wake Ginger up from her bad dream
and reaches down to her shoulders and rocks her once as she calls her name.

   Immediately, Ginger began to fight with Sara, screaming, "Let me go!"

   "Ginger wake up!" quickly states Sara, shaking her harder.

   Ginger continued to fight against Sara unconsciously for a few more
moments before she snapped out of her dream with a gasp and opens her eyes
wide, looking at Sara, who smiles.

   "It's ok." states Sara.  "It was just a dream."

   Though, Ginger did something Sara didn't expect, she began, tearing up
and soon, suddenly embraces Sara in a hug, placing her head against Sara's
chest as she began crying.

   "H-Huh!?  Ginger, what's wrong?" asks Sara, worried and slowly wrapping
her arms around Ginger's head.  "It was just a dream."

   For the next minute, Sara held Ginger, crying against her, before
Jillian walks into the room, dressed in a t-shirt and blue jeans.  He saw
the scene of Ginger crying and he's facial expression quickly shifted to a
mix between worried and serious as he walks towards them.

   "She had a bad dream didn't she?" he asks, before stopping at Sara's
right side.

   "Yeah, I woke her up and she started crying." replies Sara, looking to
the boy, worried, "Does this happen a lot?"

   "Not much anymore..." replies Jillian, sitting on the couch next to his
sister and placing his right hand on her back.  "I guess she hasn't told
you, huh?"

   "Told me what?" asks Sara.

   Jillian sighs once before he starts rubbing Ginger's back.  "Unlike you,
Lila wasn't popular from her egg-laying, she was bullied badly and didn't
have any friends."

   "Really?" asks Sara, shocked.  "That's horrible."

   "When Lila first came to Merkolova, she'd have nightmares about what she
had to put up with nearly everyday, but over the past year, she has less
and less nightmare's."

   "Ginger always looked so cheerful when I saw her." states Sara, holding
Ginger a little tighter, though Ginger's crying was dying down.  "I never
knew she has that kind of pain inside."

   Jillian then smiles, "Actually, it's because of what she went through,
that Lila wanted to be a Retriever, she wants to be that one friend that
the unpopular Hybrids have."

   "That's great." replies Sara, before she feels Ginger pulling against
her and releases her hold on her, allowing Ginger to sit back, lifting the
bottom of her shirt to wipe at her eyes, revealing her white panties.

   "Feel better?" asks Jillian to Ginger.

   "Y-Yeah..." replies Ginger, sniffing a few times.

   "Great!" he states, before slapping Ginger on the back, hard, causing
her to gasp out...

   "OW!  What was that for!?" exclaims Ginger, moving her left hand behind
her back to the spot Jillian hit.

   Jillian himself quickly sat up and heads out of the room, replying,
"Making you feel better!"

   "How was that suppose to make me feel better!?  You jerk!"

   Sara, understanding Jillian's action, quickly giggles at Ginger's anger
towards him.

   After Jillian left the room and Ginger turns her attention to Sara, her
angered expression changed to a nervous, embarrassed one and look down.

   "I'm sorry that you had to see me like that."

   "It's ok." replies Sara, sitting down on the couch to the right of
Ginger.  "Crying is healthy for you, at least, that's what I heard."

   "It was a surprise when I learned that you were not only well liked, but
popular from your egg-laying." states Ginger, continuing to look down.  "It
made me think about how unpopular I was..." Ginger then began to tear up
again as she continues, "...and after I saw that people didn't want you to
leave because they like your egg-laying so much..."

   "Don't be sad Ginger." states Sara, softly as she places her left hand
on her shoulder.

   Ginger though quickly shakes her head before looking to Sara, smiling as
tears trails down her cheeks.

   "I'm not sad, I'm happy.  Before I met you, I was convince that all
Hybrids were outcasted by the people near them, but with you, you're
popular, everyone knows you, you're liked... and loved.  It makes me so
happy that I could find someone like you... The Popular Girl."

   "Oh, hehe..." replies Sara, smiling and blushing, looking away a little.
"Before my secret was out, I was afraid that people would think I was a
freak; I was so scared when Jessica found out my secret, I was afraid that-
Mm!"

   Sara was interrupted as she was shocked by Ginger suddenly placing her
lips on hers, kissing her.  The sudden surprise of the action causes Sara
to fall back on her back on the couch as Ginger quickly followed, looming
over her, smiling, her cheeks red.

   G-Ginger!" gasps Sara.

   "I'm sorry Sara." replies Ginger, still smiling.  "It's just... I think,
I've..." adds Ginger, looking away briefly, before looking back to Sara,
grinning, "... I'm, lovey-dovy for you."

   "What!?" gasps Sara, before Ginger presses her lips against hers again.

   Ginger had placed her hands to the sides of Sara's face before Sara
tried pushing Ginger's lips from hers, but, Ginger was surprisingly strong,
But Sara managed to use her right leg and lift her knee under Ginger and
give her that extra pushing force to push Ginger's body, thus, her lips
from her.  Ginger soon releases her hold on her head and Sara quickly
pushes Ginger back to the other side of the couch as she states, "Stop!"

   Ginger then looks concerned as she looks at Sara.

   "Why are you pushing me away?" she asks, before attempting to crawl back
to Sara, though she was met with Sara's foot against her chest.

   "Get a hold of yourself, I said stop." replies Sara.

   "But we belong together, you're popular and I wasn't." states Ginger,
moving back a little and lifting her hands up to Sara's stocking-covered
foot and pulling it off, to reveal her foot.

   "H-Hey, what are you doing?" asks Sara, starting to move her foot back,
but Ginger held on to it.

   Ginger quickly places her mouth over Sara's big toe, causing Sara to
gasp at the odd, ticklish, but also pleasant sensation that went up her leg
and towards her crotch.

   "S-Stop..." requests Sara, before gasping out again upon feeling
Ginger's warm tongue washing over her toe and a more intense signal was
sent from her foot to her crotch, to Sara's amazement, it seems that her
feet were a highly sensitive erogenous zone, she was getting aroused from
Ginger's attention to just her big toe, and she only just began; Sara could
feel the crotch of her panties getting slick from her honey.  "G-Ginger...
s-stop!" pleads Sara, groaning from her attempts at fighting back the
pleasure.

   Ginger released her big toe from her mouth and asks, "It feels good,
doesn't it?"

   "That's not the point!" replies Sara, lifting her head before gasping
out and returning her head back to the couch as Ginger places her tongue to
the heel of Sara's foot and trails her tongue up, slowly, to her toes. 
"G-Ginger, I said stop!"

   Though, Ginger didn't, this time, it was the toe next to her big one
that Ginger took into her mouth, causing Sara to gasp out in pleasure
again, her face reddening from arousal and her panties becoming more and
more saturated in her flowing honey.

   "Please..." begs Sara, her eye's starting to water, "S-Stop."

   Still, Ginger didn't, she continues to pleasure Sara's foot, sucking on
the toe in her mouth, making Sara finally moan, before soon taking the next
two digits in her mouth, sliding her tongue between them, causing Sara to
moan and squirm about on the couch as she still pleaded for Ginger to stop.

   More and more of her honey flowed out of her and into her panties, until
Sara felt her panties sliding against her rear, her entire body was
tingling, her nipple were erect and the two wet spots on her shirt were
evidence of them oozing out honey, Sara was about to orgasm, against her
will.

   Soon, Ginger releases Sara's toes from her mouth, covered in hr saliva,
before gripping her big toe with her right hand and pulling it from her
other toe a little, leaving a V-shaped gap before darting her tongue
between the valley, repeatedly.

   This action was enough to force Sara over, quickly sending her hands
down to her crotch and gripping herself in a vain attempt at stopping her
orgasm as honey exploded from her pussy into her messy, overflowing panties
as a loud moan of pleasure was forced from her as she arches up off the
couch before the peak of her orgasm passes and falls back onto the couch,
writhing from the pleasure.

   As Sara writhes around on the couch, Ginger stops the tonguing between
her toes and places her foot back on the couch, smiling as she watches the
rest of Sara's orgasm.

   After it was over and Sara was now breathing heavily, Ginger crawls over
her, looking down at Sara smiling.

   "It felt good didn't it?"

   Sara quickly looks up at Ginger with anger on her face and with the
remaining energy she could muster, quickly lifted her right hand to slap
Ginger as hard as she could.

   - Later, 3:46 PM Ginger currently sat on the couch, alone, the TV was
on, but she wasn't paying attention to it as she looks to the floor, her
cheeks wet from crying and a deep worry as as plain as day on her face.

   Sara soon walks into the room to Ginger's left, walking out of the
hallway.  Ginger quickly looks to Sara entering the room, who walks in
front of her, a sour look on her face.

   "Sara, I'm so sorry for what I did." states Ginger, tears beginning to
trail down her cheeks again.

   Though, Sara quickly slaps Ginger across the face once again, before
stating, "You raped me!  I told you to stop and you didn't!"

   "I-I know, I'm sorry!" replies Ginger, before placing her hands over her
face and crying.  "So sorry!"

   Sara was mad at Ginger, but, she also felt sorry for her.  Ginger's
crying reminded Sara of her earlier crying.

   `I should be furious with her...' thinks Sara, looking at Ginger,
angrily.  `But, I'm not... I'm probably the first person Ginger's fallen in
love with.  ... and it's not like she hurt me when she raped me...'

   Surprisingly, Sara caught herself starting to tear up, but she closes
her eyes and fought it back before opening her eyes again, blinking a few
times as she watches Ginger crying.  Sara's anger was nearly completely
gone and a worried expression was on her face.

   `First Jessica, now Ginger... what makes me so special?' she thought,
before smiling nervously, `Oh, right, I'm popular and Ginger wasn't...'

   Sara then, lowers herself to her knee's in front of Ginger, reaching her
hands up to ginger's and pulling them from her face, smiling up at Ginger's
reddened face and teary eyes.

   "I'm sorry for hitting you." states Sara.  "That was wrong for me to do,
I'm not mad at you anymore."

   "W-What?" questions Ginger, sniffing once.  "But, I raped you... I did
the most horrible thing someone could do to another person.  I-If my mom
finds out what I did to you, I'll-" adds Ginger, before Sara quickly
interrupted.

   "It's ok Ginger, You didn't rape me because you were angry with me, you
did it because you love me..." Sara then narrows her eyes towards Ginger
and states, in a more serious tone, "But it doesn't really make it any
better." Sara then smiles again and continues, "But the important thing is,
I'm not angry about it anymore, I forgive you, can you forgive me about
hitting you?"

   Ginger looks away from Sara before questioning, "But, How can you
forgive me so easily?"

   "Why shouldn't I?  We're friends right?"

   "Friends..." states Ginger, simply, closing her eyes for a moment before
opening them and looking at Sara, "Just friends?"

   Sara opens her mouth, intending to say `yes', but, it didn't come out.
Ginger though, took Sara's silence for yes and looks away, sadly...

   "I see then..." she states.

   "N-No, wait!" quickly replies Sara, before silently gasping at herself,
wondering why she wanted to `correct' Ginger, as if `yes', wasn't the right
answer.

   Ginger looks back to Sara from her quick comment and saw the confused
look in her eyes and her cheeks were reddening, Sara was blushing.

   "We're friends..." states Sara, looking away, though, the way she ends
her statement suggested she ended it prematurely.

   "But?" guesses Ginger.

   "But?" questions Sara, looking up at Ginger.  `Why do I feel like this?'
thinks Sara.  `My hearts beating so fast... ... I couldn't be...
l-lovey...'

   Looking back to Ginger, Sara soon saw Ginger leaning towards her, or
more accurately, leaning her face towards her.  Ginger pauses at about an
inch of space between their faces, Ginger's eyes remained open, to watch
Sara's reaction, who nervously leaned back, only slightly, barely an inch,
Sara's lips trembled from nervousness.

   Slowly, Ginger continued forward, until their lips just barely made
contact and Sara saw Ginger close her eyes and pause again, briefly, before
making that final push, pressing her lips against Sara's, who closes her
eyes, before Ginger tilts her head to the side and stuck her tongue into
Sara's mouth, who didn't fight back or resist, she simply, let it happen.

   And it seemed to happen forever, Sara felt Ginger's tongue in her mouth,
licking at her own tongue.  Conflicting thought began to run through Sara's
mind; she wanted more, she wanted to give in, there was a feeling inside
that wanted her to, the other thought though, told her this was wrong, she
should stop this, it isn't fair, fair for who though, Jessica?  Herself?

   `I didn't have this feeling for Jessica though...' thinks Sara, before
be began to move her own tongue, moving it against Ginger's, as her right
hand came up and places it on Ginger's left cheek.  `This isn't right, I
can't do this...'

   Suddenly, Sara pulled away from Ginger, a brief string of their combine
saliva forming between their lips.

   "Stop, I can't do this." states Sara.  "It's, It's not fair to Jessica."

   "I see..." replies Ginger, as she leans back on the couch.  "You do care
about her."

   "N-No, I don't, I-I mean, I do, but, I'm not in love with her... and
these feelings, I have about you... they weren't here before today... It's
your crying!" states Sara, suddenly accusing Ginger, "Hearing about how
unpopular you were and your crying in making me fall in love with you!"

   "I see..." replies Ginger, looking away from Sara for a moment, before
standing.  "Wait here for a moment." she adds, before walking out of the
room.

   "Huh?" questions Sara.

   A few minutes later, Sara was sitting on the couch upon Ginger
returning, who walks in front of Sara and lowers herself to her knees.

   "Sara, I'm sorry for causing you to fall in love with me."

   "Well as long as you don't cry in front of me it'll be fine, I'm sure by
tomorrow, I'll be just fine."

   "Is loving me that bad?" asks Ginger, concerned.

   "No, of course not, it's just, I've never been `in love' before."
replies Sara, smiling.  "And I know Jessica's in love with me, if she found
out that I fell in love with you instead of her, she'd be hurt even more."

   "So, you'd be happier if we could just be friends?" asks Ginger.

   "That's not a fair question, if I say yes, I'd be hurting your
feelings."

   "But you said by tomorrow, you'll be fine."

   "It's because of your crying and your story you told me and your
confession of love to me, all those combined just made me fall in love with
you."

   "I see then..." states Ginger, before quickly lifting her right hand up
and placing her palm against Sara's forehead, causing her to gasp, before
Ginger removes her hand, revealing an oval shaped metallic device, Sara
soon looks a little dizzy and Ginger smiles as she began to tear up. 
"Sara, I'm so sorry for making you fall in love with me..."

   Sara though, was still conscious, still seeing and hearing what Ginger
was saying, apparently, the device wasn't working and Ginger hadn't
realized it, but Sara, curious, decided not to do anything.

   "I want you to forget my story about me being unpopular, and my
confession of love for you." states Ginger.

   Sara was shocked, at what she heard, Ginger was attempting to wipe
Sara's memory of what happened.  Before Sara could question Ginger about it
though, she began thinking, `Maybe it would be better this way...'

   "Actually." states Ginger.  "Forget everything that's happened since you
walked into the house."

   Ginger then lifts her right hand up to the strip on Sara forehead and
pulls it off and Sara did her best impression of someone suddenly waking up
and gasps fakely.

   "H-Huh?  What's going on?  How did I end up here?" questions Sara.  "I
saw my mom and dad disappear with your mom and I'm here."

   "I found you passed out outside." states Ginger, her eyes watering up.
"Me and Jillian brought you in the house."

   "Oh." replies Sara.  "Were you crying?"

   "U-uh... W-Well, It kinda freaked me out when I saw you passed out in
the grass." quickly replies Ginger, nervously.

   "Hehe, thanks for worrying about me." states Sara, smiling.

   "Heh, yeah..." replies Ginger, looking away, before standing, "I gotta
go to my room real quick." she adds before walking away, out of the room.

   "Ok, seeya in a few minutes." replies Sara smiling as she saw Ginger
leave and once she was gone, Sara's smile quickly faded in favor of a sad
look on her face.  "Ginger would go that far..."

   Out in the hallway, Ginger was walking pass the doorway to the kitchen
when a she suddenly felt a hand grab her right arm, causing her to look to
her right to see her brother Jillian.

   "I saw what you did to Sara." he states.

   "So?  I'm just causing her problems."

   "Yanno, those things don't work on someone who's maturing or matured
already, did you forget that?"

   Ginger then gasps in surprise.

   "B-But, if it doesn't work, Sara was acting like she had forgotten..."

   "Seems like she's a good actor..."

   Minutes later, Sara was watching the tv, before noticing Ginger at the
entrance to the Living room, simply standing there, though Sara failed to
notice the nervous look on her face before calling to her.

   "Hey, come're for a sec!" states Sara, smiling.

   Ginger smiles a little and walks towards Sara then notices Sara had
removed her stockings and after a few steps towards her, Sara's lifts her
left foot towards her and asks, smiling...

   "You like feet?"

   Ginger looked shocked at the question, actually, she DID like feet,
especially Sara's.  Ginger could see, from the height that Sara lifts her
leg, she couldn't see that white fabric between her legs, Sara wasn't
wearing her panties from earlier.  Sara though, seeing Ginger's shock,
simply lowers her foot back down to the floor, smiling softly at her before
returning her attention to the TV again.  Though Ginger, quickly walks back
in front of Sara, stating, "Wait!  I do!" before lowering herself to her
knees and lifting Sara's left foot in her hands.

   "Really?" asks Sara, smiling as if trying to tell Ginger with her smile
that she knew she did.

   Ginger saw Sara's knowing smile and quickly blushes as she looks down to
Sara's foot in her hands as she smiles, "Y-Yeah... you have pretty feet."

   "Hehe, thanks." replies Sara.  "I have an unrelated question though
before you start playing with my foot."

   "What is it?" asks Ginger, looking up at Sara.

   "What's Merkolova like, what's it look like?"

   "Well, it's not much different from here." states Ginger.

   "Really?" asks Sara, intrigued.

   "Heh, But it's much more technologically advance than earth though."

   "Well duh." replies Sara smiling.

   "Aside from that though, Sex and stuff is A LOT more open and accepted."
states Ginger.

   "Can you give an example?" asks Sara.

   "Well... A parent being sexual with their kid is accepted there,
actually, as long as both people give their consent, A kid and adult can
have sex and it's perfectly fine."

   "Wow!  Really!?" gasps Sara.  "Have you ever done it with an adult?"

   "Yeah, my mom."

   "So that's what happened on the beach, Your mom must've been so used to
it being accepted on Merkolova, she didn't realize it wasn't here."

   "Yeah, luckily, my mom was able to talk your mom from calling the
police, if that had happened, we would've had to go back home immediately."

   "Well, I'm glad that didn't happen." replies Sara, smiling, before
wriggling her left foot's toe's, trying to give Ginger a non-verbal signal
to start on her foot now.

   Ginger got the message and looks down to her foot, using her left hand,
Ginger cupped the heel of Sara's foot while used her right hands index
finger run up and down the bottom of it.

   A few strokes in, Sara began giggling uncontrollable and try's pulling
her foot back, but, Ginger held onto Sara's heel firmly, smiling at making
Sara laugh.

   "A-Ah-Hahanah!  C-Cut it out!" states Sara, laughing.

   "If you didn't want to be tickled, what did you give me your foot for?"
teases Ginger.

   Sara simply lifts her right hand up toward her mouth, trying to hide the
smile on her face, though, she didn't hide the blush on her cheeks.

   Ginger smiles as well and pulls her finger back, before lifting her foot
a little higher, level with her face, though Ginger caught a glimpse of
Sara's labia under her skirt, it was glistening in the little light that
hit it, Sara was wet, Ginger was as well as she sticks her tongue out and
slowly glides it up Sara's foot, eliciting a sharp gasp from her before
quickly gigging again.

   "Ah!  That tickles even more!"

   It tickled, yes, but Sara also felt a jolt from her foot that went up
her leg and to her crotch, causing a growing heat to form, without her
panties on though, Sara couldn't gauge how much of her honey she was
producing.  From the small shifting of her thighs though, it allowed a
breeze to sweep under her skirt between her legs, providing an immediate
chilling sensation over her labia, which told Sara that, at the very least,
her labia was covered in her honey.

   "Well, how about this then?" questions Ginger, smiling, before
flattening her tongue and licking the bottom of Sara's big toe before
enveloping it into her warm mouth, bringing another gasp out of Sara,
though, this one had nothing to do with a ticklish sensation, it was all
pleasure, causing her to quickly squeeze her thigh's closed as a powerful
surge ran up her leg to her crotch.  Sara could literally `feel' her honey
oozing from her and placing her hands to her lap.

   `Why are my feet so sensitive?' thinks Sara, to herself.

   "It feels so good!" she declares aloud.  "It feel's like I'm going to
come already!"

   Shortly after Ginger began to move her tongue around Sara's toe, she
began a light sucking on it, which was clearly too much for Sara to take
anymore as she suddenly moans out loudly, pressing herself back against the
couch as her pussy explodes once again with her honey, now making the back
of her skirt messy as Sara writhes around on the couch, moaning from
orgasm.

   As she came, Ginger continues her sucking on Sara's toe, even doing a
short up and down motion of her head, as if giving Sara's toe a blow job.
This lengthens Sara's orgasm considerably as her pussy continues to gush
out her honey, each powerful `pulse' of pleasure would eject more and more
honey from her, until her orgasm had finally run it's course and Sara's
body trembles and jerked involuntarily from the `aftershocks' that hit.

   "H-hehe... Dang-it." states Sara, smiling and breathing quickly, "The
back of my skirt is a mess... I should've taken it off..."

   Ginger removes Sara's toe from her mouth and smiles, "Seems like your
toes are your weak spot."

   "Heh..." comments Sara, her eyes closed, leaning her head back onto the
back of the couch, smiling, tired from the powerful, foot-induced orgasm.

   "I'll let you borrow some of my clothes." states Sara.

   "Well... we're not done yet, are we?" asks Sara, lowering her head and
looking at Ginger, smiling.

   "Hehe..."

   - Later, 6:01 PM Outside, where Helen and Sara's parents had left,
there's a brief flash, and they return.

   "Wow..." states Sara's dad.

   "Wow is an understatement." states Sara's mom.  "It's so different from
here... everyone's so open... about sex... and young girls and boys..."

   Sara's dad then comments, "But Sara's parents there are so nice."

   "Everyone's nice there." states Sara's mom.

   Helen then states, "Are you two sure about your decision?  I'm sure Sara
will be very disappointed."

   "Yeah..." states Sara's mom.  "It's just too drastic of a change."

   "We wouldn't feel like we belong there." adds Sara's dad.

   "Well, you still have a few days to think about it." states Helen.  "So
try not to make a decision so soon."

   The two nodded to Helen before heading to the front of her house and
walking in, though, the three were shocked upon seeing, in the living room,
Sara and Ginger, nude, Sara sitting on the couch with her hands on Ginger's
head, which was between her spread legs, moaning out loudly, blissfully
unaware that her mom and dad had returned, though, her parents, simply
smiles at the two before walking down the hall with Helen.

   - 1 day later, Saturday, 7 days before deadline - 1:47 P.M.  - Ginger's
home The doorbell ringing, Ginger walks through the living room, dressed in
a long shirt and panties, to the door and opens it, seeing Sara on the
other side, dressed in a yellow tank-top and black pleated skirt.

   "Hey Ginger!" greets Sara, smiling, "I'm normal now!  As long as you
don't cry in front of me."

   Ignoring that Sara messed up in stating that she was normal; she was
supposed to have no memory about what happened yesterday, thus no reason to
state what she just had, Ginger smiles.

   "That's great, I'm sorry again for causing you trouble."

   "Don't worry about it." states Sara, smiling, before stepping towards
Ginger, leaning forward and kissing her lightly on the cheek, then walking
pass her, leaving Ginger in shock from the quick action, before lifting her
hand up to the cheek Sara kissed, soon smiling herself...
   TO BE CONTINUED