Chapter 10 - Progress & Confrontation

Kiyoko spent the rest of the weekend physically recovering from her encounter with Olé and planning future changes to her setup. Everything was off to a great start but she still needed more. The veterinarian started by making a list of specialized equipment, and materials, she’d need to look after additional animals. While the field would suffice for a small group of horses, considering the area where she was located it was also likely that animals like cattle, pigs, and even chickens, might all end up as future residents at her refuge. If she were going to accommodate them she’d need to expand the field, and clear some of the trees from her land to give the cattle room to roam. Likewise she’d need to build a pig sty, and a chicken coop. The trouble was all of that would cost a whole lot of money she didn’t have. Considering new animal friends could end up crossing her path at any time she felt a sense of urgency to get them installed, but presently had no solutions to her financial dilemma. 

Another obstacle she grappled with was the scale of her refuge. She’d initially envisioned a place that could be a little slice of paradise for her and the animals, which is to say she didn’t have anything specific in mind. Prior getting the licence she had never imagined how many animals would be involved in the actualization of her dream. There were countless numbers of animals she could probably help, but she wasn’t equipped to accommodate them all. Likewise if she took in too many it might reduce the overall quality of life. With three animals on her farm her time outside of her day job was somewhat limited, but manageable. She imagined she could probably accommodate an additional 3, be they large or small, under her present conditions. However if she wanted to take on more than that she might need to consider reducing her working hours to make sure they were getting all the attention, and support they needed. 

On the other hand she’d be able to keep her job if she brought in more people. At the beginning of that year she never would have entertained that as a possibility. Sawako, to a degree, had changed the woman’s mind about human kind. Previously Kiyoko believed she was destined to lead a hermetic existence, and anticipated that her only friends would be members of the animal kingdom. In the time since getting to know her spirited young coworker she’d grown enough to acknowledge that her perspective wasn’t entirely reasonable. Occasionally some humans could be depended upon, even trusted, and she’d be better off for doing so. Nevertheless Kiyoko still had reservations about relying on others. Normal people wouldn’t approve of the way she loved animals. There was still a chance she could find ways to pursue romances with her animal friends in secret, but that undermined the whole point of the refuge in the first place. The only way it’d be possible for her to have an open and permissive atmosphere would be if she could bring other people who were like her. 

Kiyoko had never met anyone who shared her animal affinity, but she knew they had to exist. Some of the academic journals she collected indicated as much. Accounts varied on how common zoophilic tendencies were among ordinary people. One sexologist’s account suggested that as many as one in every five people may have had sexual fantasies involving animals. Others placed the number closer to one in twenty, and a third put it closer to one in a hundred. Going off of the lowest estimates that would mean that throughout Japan, a country of over 125 million people, there’d be at least 12 thousand people out there. The more she pondered that the more it bothered her. Provided she could find another person like herself her operation could floresh. As long as the person she found was as attentive, and enthusiastic, as she’d been, the vet doubted the animals would mind taking another human lover either. Further she figured it might feel refreshing if she didn’t have to keep her project totally secret. With all that being considered however, Kiyoko still had no idea how to find any such person. She did feel strongly that whomever she brought in would have to be a woman. That was mostly just out of her personal preference. Though she suspected, and the few studies she’d read similarly suggested, that most zoophiles were men, she still just didn’t really want to work with one. Though her attitude toward humanity in general had improved, she still found most men quite annoying. Even if one shared her most significant interest it didn’t sufficiently redeem them in her eyes. 

To this end she decided to turn to the net and see where it took her. The initial results were not helpful. She found no shortage of pornography, all of which was extremely dubious. The most abundant content seemed more concerned with finding sensational new ways of depicting female degradation rather than genuine affection between creatures of different species. Seeing it left a bad taste in her mouth, but she persisted searching nevertheless. 
After a long time of tiresome period she eventually uncovered an obscure internet forum. It was as far as she could tell, as a lifestyle forum, made by people who self described as zoophiles. There was no shortage of pornography there too, but the bulk of it was homemade, and was more tasteful- at least by her own unusual standard of what constituted good taste. Almost everything was written in English, but as she familiarized herself with it, and figured out the translation function on her computer, she realized the people who posted on it were from all over the world; English was used because it was the language most of them spoke in common. Users came posted from every corner of the globe; China, Brazil, Wales, the United States, India, El Salvador, Czechoslovakia, and at least a dozen others. Most users were men, but the gender split was not as stark as she’d initially anticipated. As far as she could tell about half of the posts appeared to be written by women, which heartened her. Additionally she was surprised to learn that a substantial number of the people who regularly posted lived in cities, rather than the countryside. Further the nature of the relationships varied wildly. Some people had polyamorous relationships with animals and humans, others were monogamous with only a single animal lover, likewise straight and queer relationships appeared to be equally common. The wide variety of experiences it revealed to her left her with the feeling it might end up being a valuable resource to her. 

After browsing for a while she ended up getting drawn into some of the stories other users had shared. One woman was a rancher from the US. This gal called herself “Farmer-Jane79.” They explained that they’d started their first relationship with an animal after their husband, who was a deadbeat, skipped out on her. Jane thought she’d never experience love again after he left, and had given up on dating or romance. The sheep farm she operated occupied her time, and distracted her from the misery she felt. Over the course of a couple years she ended up developing feelings for a ram she named billy. Jane said she treated him like a pet at first, letting him live in the house with her, but eventually she came to see him as much more than that. The creature was affectionate, well behaved, and playful. Gradually Jane’s endearment for the creature evolved into yearning. Eventually she worked up the courage to offer her body up to him, and he accepted her. The experience that followed, she said, was the best sex of her life. They had been lovers ever since. She went on to describe in elaborate detail  more she found beautiful, and wonderful, about Billy. In addition to loving him individually, Jane also came to have a special appreciation for all his kind, but she concluded the post with words of caution. She knew her time with him would be tragically short. Sheep, even when they’re well provided for, rarely live longer than a decade. Billy was already middle aged when their relationship began, thus she knew she’d only have a few more years with him before he passed away. Nevertheless she said she had no regrets about loving him. Kiyoko admired her conviction, maturity, and devotion to billy. She hoped they were still living happily together.

The second post was by a woman from somewhere in China who called herself Ai. She explained that she lived on her own though college, and for a year or two after, before landing a cushy office job. She added that she’d always been socially awkward, and didn’t care to be around other people. Eventually she ended up adopting a mastiff to cure her loneliness. Ai said that from the day she adopted him she adored him, though she realized she had romantic feelings for him later on. Her parents started putting pressure on her to get married and have kids. The more they placed upon her the more she realized she didn’t want that herself. All the men they introduced her to were unappealing, and made her aversion to other people feel more intense. Gradually she came to feel that the only companion she really needed was her dog. Their romance blossomed one evening by chance. Ai had been struggling with feelings of sexual frustration she couldn’t explain, and that masturbation couldn’t satisfy. One evening she tried fruitlessly, for hours, to get herself off. Her dog, Huálì, discovered her as she struggled, so she offered her body to him. She said it was scary at first, and that she’d felt guilty after, but the animal only seemed to love her more after it happened. That was when she realized he was perfect for her. He’d never ask unreasonable things of her, or get tired of her, and she’d never have to fear getting pregnant with him. Ai went on to describe how she’d struggled to keep their relationship secret. No matter how she tried she could never keep quiet when they made love, and that irritated her neighbors, and made them suspicious. She tried to play it off by saying she’d invited a guy over but that only made them gossip. She went on to conclude the post by saying she was planning on moving out the country, and working remotely, so she and Huálì could live in peace together. Kiyoko hoped she found the perfect place for one another. Likewise she wished she could have known Ai personally, so she could invite her to work at the refuge, because she seemed like she’d thrive in such a setting. 

After reading those posts Kiyoko felt emboldened, thus she decided to write a post of her own. While being careful to omit key details that might reveal her identity, save for her nationality. As far as she knew she might have been the first japanese person to post on the forum, thus she hoped by mentioning her background she might cause others who were lurking around to gravitate toward her. She shared some of the stories about the various animal lovers she’d been with over the years, and her vision for the animal shelter she was hoping to establish. She figured that even if the forum users found her views somewhat extreme, in that venue, she’d be free to speak her mind without consequence.  By the time she finished Kiyoko felt a new sense of hope and determination. She resolved that if she found someone who was sufficiently trustworthy, that she’d offer them a job at her shelter. To her surprise she received a few responses soon after sharing her post. A lot of the people expressed moral support for what she was undertaking. One person even assured that people on the site would probably be willing to make donations if she advertised there, especially if she posted videos of herself and her animal lovers. They posited that would be one way she could finance the expansion of her park, while keeping her day job. Though Kiyoko was initially nervous about the idea she still considered it seriously. 

Kiyoko didn’t watch a lot of porn. Mostly her imagination could get her through, and she never had to look very hard to find real lovers. Some of the thing’s she’d seen on that site though, knowing there was real love between the humans and the animals featured, hit her differently, leaving her feeling both aroused and inspired. Before she wrapped up for the evening she put on one of the videos and watched it in bed with Sirius, who generously allowed her to blow him while she pleasured herself. After they finished she slept better than at any point in recent memory. 


…


When Kiyoko turned up to work that Monday her mind whirled with all the possibilities for the future. She was so lost in her own thoughts she didn’t immediately notice what a wreck sawako was. The teen looked sleep deprived and sullen. The poor girl slumped over her desk like a deflating balloon, and spoke evasively as the vet greeted her. By the time she had her first cup of coffee however she began to realize something was very wrong. Unaware of what the girl had seen, she couldn’t wrap her head around why the girl was such a shade of her usual self. 
“Sawa-chan? Are you doing alright? You’re looking kind of sick- you’re not like, hungover are you? I uh- heard from your dad you went to a nice graduation party with some of your school friends... Did you have fun?” Kiyo asked. Being emotionally supportive for another human was something she had almost no experience with, thus even her best attempt wasn’t particularly effective. The older woman reasoned that Sawa might have been struggling because she’d parted ways with so many of her friends. Kiyoko had never experienced that, having no friends to lose in the first place, but nevertheless did her best to be sympathetic to her only human pal.  

Sawako couldn’t bring herself to look Kiyoko in the eye. Every second she glanced at the beauty reminded her of what she’d seen in the barn. That morning Kiyoko had a foundation that made her skin look perfectly even, and smooth, along with some subtle lip gloss. Under different circumstances Sawako might have marveled at the woman’s beauty, but when she saw her now, all she could imagine was what she looked like when her face was painted with cum. The memory made the teen go pale. Steadying herself she balled a fist around a pen at her desk, squeezing it tightly like a stress ball, and carefully contemplated how to proceed. She didn’t want to confront Kiyo so abruptly, or at their work. 
The girl had no idea how this would play out. Though she’d rehearsed things she might say in her head a thousand times now that she was on the spot she couldn’t remember anything. Thus she did her best to bide her time. “Y-yeah I had fun. I uh- no It's nothing like that, I’m just a bit tired. Er- from all the partying.” Sawa lied. 

The vet could tell the girl wasn’t being truthful- but had no way of knowing what she might be withholding. “Right.” Kiyo decided to just leave it, and change subjects. “Um- did you get the present I left for you? I gave it to your dad, I don’t know if he-” 

Sawako interrupted her, “Yes. I got them. They’re really wonderful. Thank you.” The girl’s face was stoic as she spoke, but her tone put the veterinarian off. The effervescence that usually characterized the girl’s speech had been replaced by something melancholy, which entirely overshadowed the meaning of her words. The truth was Sawa had loved the gifts, but she couldn’t look at them the same way anymore. Now when sawa looked at the calendar all she could picture were the animals of the zodiac running train on the woman she loved. For a split second they had been treasured keepsakes, and now they were just another physical reminder of something she wished she could forget.  

Kiyo squinted, trying to discern the reason for the sudden change, “You really like them?”
Sawako was actually the one making her anxious for a change. Was the gift inappropriate? Did it send the wrong message? It was difficult to hold a normal conversation, but she tried nevertheless. “Yeah- I just kind of wanted to give you something on account of your accomplishments. I um- hope it didn’t come across as narcissistic or anything. I’ve never really shown anyone my work before. I uh- hope they’ll be useful.” 

Sawa didn’t even respond. She just stared distantly, making it feel doubly awkward as the woman spoke. When they were face to face nothing could distract the teen from the pain she felt. Fortunately the phone rang before she had to try and utter another word. Moving quickly she grabbed the phone and put it to her ear, effectively signaling that their conversation was over, “North Eastern Veterinary Clinic…” Kiyoko watched in silence as the girl took notes on the call. In another brief moment she hung up the phone, and passed the file forward. 
“Looks like they need you out there.” 

Kiyoko raised an concerned eyebrow, but said nothing. Sawako scratched the back of her head, and looked away. “Kiyoko, can we go to the park together after work to talk? It wouldn’t feel right here.”  The whole exchange felt like it was testing Kiyoko’s patience. What was the issue? Why couldn’t they speak now? They were already alone, what difference would it make? Frustrated, she tried to object, “I don’t know I’m kind of busy- I’ve got to get home to look after Yuki, and Sirius. Uh- that was what I ended up deciding to name the german shepherd.” Sawako covered her eyes with her hand. “Please Kiyoko. I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.” For a tense moment their eyes met, until Sawa needed to look away again. Irritated Kiyoko just shook her head, but agreed. “Alright. Fine. We can talk at the park.” With that she took the file and walked out. 


…


The drive over together at the end of the day was painfully quiet. They sat together side by side, with Kiyoko in the driver seat, and Sawa on the passenger side once again, but It was nothing like when they went to the zoo. The tension was like a rope pulled taut. Each held one end afraid to move lest they be the one to make it snap. The whole drive over Kiyoko felt annoyed. She didn’t understand why the girl was being so tight lipped. Kiyo had promised to listen, so why wouldn’t she talk? Isn’t that what friends were supposed to do? She didn’t get it at all. Even after they arrived Sawa remained silent, only indicating the place they should go. They walked together to a bench on a lonely path that overlooked the town where they lived. Kiyoko took a seat beside the girl and waited for her to speak. 

As they sat down Kiyoko realized the place looked familiar, though she was certain she’d never been to that portion of the park before. It was on a bend in the path that overlooked a wide clearing in the midst of a grove of maple trees. Though it was only late summer some of their leaves were already starting to turn yellow as autumn approached. The air there was cool and pleasant. Through the clearing all the way on the other side she spotted a lone Sika deer, trotting heavily across the forest floor, ruffaging for acorns amid the fallen leaves. It was beautiful, thin, with horns that had just lost their youthful fluff. For a brief moment it looked up into her eyes, then bolted away to the wilderness that joined the park. That was when Kiyo realized where she was. This had been the place she’d seen in her dream all those many months ago. Knowing that filled her with a sense of peace. Something was coming, but she was prepared, and knew not to be afraid. 

As they sat there on the bench together the older woman’s initial irritation faded, replaced by a visible tranquility. Sawako could see it too, but didn’t understand. In fact, seeing her look so placid only put sawa more on edge. Her throat felt dry, and her heart pounded in her chest. She had to do it. This was the moment. It felt like now or never.
“Kiyoko there’s something I need to show you, but I’ve got to say something first. I’ve tried my hardest to be your friend, but you haven’t made it very easy for me. I do my best to be understanding, and to give you space, but I struggle with that. You figured out early on that I had feelings for you- and try as I might I’ve been unable to change the way I feel. I think if you’d give me the chance, you might come to like me too. If we were together I’d do anything for you. There’s no mistake too big that I wouldn’t be able to forgive. Do you understand?”

“Haven’t we been over this already? I’ve made how I feel clear.” Kiyoko stated matter of factly. Continuing she asked, “Why are you talking about mistakes? What mistake have I made.” 

The teen covered her face with her hands, struggling to contain her emotions. When she looked up Sawa looked both both angry and disgusted. In spite of the intensity of the display it wasn’t particularly threatening. Her features were ill suited to such aggressive feelings. They didn’t belong. As Kiyoko watched she couldn’t help but feel the impression one gets when they watch a child throwing a tantrum. Scoffing Sawa-chan retorted, “Are you really going to make me spell it out for you!? God- you’re so difficult sometimes. I know. Kiyoko I saw what you did in the barn last friday. I saw everything!”  

The girl’s words took Kiyoko back to the dream. That was when she realized what was unfolding around her. If she’d seen the deer in the distance, than that meant she was at the edge of the forest. Those words, “I know.” As she heard them again the vivid imagery form that night seemingly rematerialized in front of her. When she heard the phantom speak in the dream she’d imagined it’s voice sounded familiar, and now she could see why. It’s voice was Sawako’s. She was the spectre on the forest edge; Watching. Now As Kiyoko came face to face with the predestined spirit she could see the ephemeral things true character. 

The teen went off, “You lied to me. You, asexual? What a fucking joke! I sensed it Kiyo! You’re not like that. I don’t know how I could tell back then, but I know I could.” Sawako stopped herself, and needed to get up from the bench for a second. She paced around, biting her thumb anxiously. Her questions oozed self-pity. “Do I repulse you? Is there something about me in particular that you hate? What did I do wrong? I’ve tried- so hard to get you to like me, Kiyoko. I’ve devoted myself to you! I’ve done things for you, and because of you. You have no idea! That license you got- for you little refuge. That happened because of me! I’m the one who made that possible, because I care for you! Can’t you see that?” 

That made Kiyoko’s heart sink. “Oh god- Sawa please don’t tell me. I said you shouldn’t try to cut deals with men like that. You didn’t have to do that for me!”

“Well I did do it for you!” The teen shouted back, with tears welling up in her eyes. “I debased myself for you Kiyoko… but I’d do it again too. I’d do it a thousand times over, because I love you; With all my heart, and soul, with every fibre of my being...” She gritted her teeth and struggled not to break down completely. “That’s why what you did hurt me so much. The things I saw in the barn on the night of my graduation- they haunt me. I want to be the one who makes you happy! I want to be the one who pleases you! And while I know what you did- no matter how much I try to make sense of it, I can’t understand why? Why would you be okay with some animal, but not with me?” That was when she turned around her phone and revealed the image. Kiyoko took a deep breath. Sawako shouldn’t have taken it. It was dangerous. Her whole future could go up in a puff of smoke, but that much was obvious to both of them. Kiyo cursed herself for her carelessness. She probably could have waited before trying anything with Olé, but now she’d gotten caught because she’d gotten greedy. Though she supposed it was lucky sawa had been the one to catch her and not someone else. Otherwise she might already have landed herself in jail. 

The veterinarian just sighed. More than anything this exchange disappointed her. “Alright Sawako. I’ll answer your questions, but first I need you to answer one of mine. What are you going to do with that image? 

The teen huffed. Her tears poured continuously. In that moment she should have felt powerful, but that wasn’t it at all. “I don’t know! D-don’t ask me that! Why should I tell you anyway! You kept me in the dark all this time, should I have the right to return the favor? Maybe I’ll keep it... or maybe I won’t. Hm? I could r-ruin you with this. W-what would you do to keep me quiet? I think at the very least I’m owed an apology.” 

Kiyoko’s eyes narrowed. She couldn’t believe the girl really had the audacity to resort to something like this. “No. I’m most certainly not going to do that. You’re gonna blackmail me? Really?” Sawako looked away, saying nothing. The vet leaned forward and clasped her hands together. “I expected better from you Sawa...”

She thought it was time she taught the girl a lesson. She needed to hear the truth, even if it hurt. “Let me be clear. I don’t owe you an explanation. I don’t owe you anything. I can’t help how you feel, or what you’ve done. I have never wanted anything from you. In fact I explicitly told you not to do anything for me, and I’m frustrated that you disregarded my wishes. Suffering on my behalf won’t endear me to you, especially if it’s self inflicted.
You want to know why I fucked Olé and not you? I’m not into you. You’re just my friend- though if I’m being honest you’re really fucking testing my patience with this shit. I don’t hate you. I’m not disgusted by you. On the contrary- I think you’re pretty cute most of the time, but you’re just not right for me. I understand what you saw must have been confusing but let me tell you- you don’t know the half of it.” 
The older woman took a deep breath.
“This is the first time I’ve ever told someone this in real life- and to be honest, in spite of the circumstances, I’m glad I’m finally getting to, because keeping it a secret burdens me  like you wouldn’t believe. I am already in love with someone else. Many someones. I love animals. All of them. Each and every single one, and I mean that in the most absolute sense of the word. I adore then. I dream about them. I want to be just like them, and yes, I even have sex with them… I’m not ashamed of that. I enjoy making them feel good, and I feel like it brings me closer to them. 
I will never feel that way about people. That is a fundamental part of who I am. I don’t care if everyone says it’s wrong, because in my heart I know it isn’t. Humans have scorned me more times than I can count. At best I feel nothing for them. Before I met you I’d have said that I hated them, but you showed me some of them could be good. Deep down, in spite of this, I still think you’re a good person. Which is why I know you won’t do what you’re threatening. You were the first person I’ve ever met who I actually came to enjoy being around. I feel grateful to be your friend… But now it seems we’ve let lies come between us. I hate that. That is in part, why I so strongly preferred friendships with animals. Alas, I admit, I am partially responsible for all this. I did lie to you, but not because I wanted to, but because I had to.  Nevertheless I am sorry I haven’t been able to share the way I feel. That is the only thing I’m sorry for.

Lets be real with one another, Sawa. I feel like you’ve been idolizing me since the moment you met me. I didn’t realize to what extent, but I think I get it now. Maybe you’ve come to know me better as time’s gone on, but in the beginning I don’t think you really cared who I was as a person. This want you feel for me is not love. You can’t love me if you make me into something I’m not. The disappointment you’re feeling has as much to do with your expectations as it does with my secret. You said you looked up to me, and that I reminded you of your mother. I know you lost her. I can tell you’re still struggling with that loss. Even if I did love you in the way that you wanted- I don’t know if it’d soothe your pain. I’m sorry to say it, but it’s true, and I think you need to seriously consider that. 
In the past year I’ve come to realize how intelligent, funny, kind, and hard working you can be. On your graduation card I wrote that I had the utmost confidence in you. Whether it’s through finding the right person to enrich your life, or finding another way to heal the hurt inside of you- I know you’ll do it. I have never believed in anyone as strongly as I believe in you.”

Hearing all of this pushed Sawa over the edge emotionally. She had no more strength to resist the pain, and broke down completely. Curling up she sobbed hysterically. What hurt the most though, was that she agreed. Kiyo, as usual, was right, and could see through her like she'd been made of glass. There were so many feelings inside of her she tried to suppress, that she refused to acknowledge. All this time she’d just wanted to latch on to someone. To hold onto them so she wouldn’t need to be strong for herself. The version of Kiyoko she’d created for herself was perfect in every way; dauntless, brave, passionate, beautiful, dependable, totally assured. She wanted to be rescued from her past, and to lead a life where all she had to do was devote herself to someone singularly. Sawa hoped having that would distract from the emptiness in her heart. Seeing her suffering there Kiyoko swooped down, and pulled her up into her arms, making her sit back on the bench. Fortunately the teen welcomed her touch, and held onto her for dear life. “There- there- c’mon now. Everything’s going to be alright.” Kiyoko promised. 

Sawako held onto her for a long while, needing to be held. Gradually, over the course of several minutes her breathing became regular, and her tears less profuse. In a weak voice she asked, “H-how will I know? How will I know when I find the real thing? How do I know I won’t just start deluding myself again? If that really isn’t what I need- then what should I do?” 
Kiyoko laughed, “Sawa, I have no fucking idea. I’m not a therapist. I struggle to understand my own feelings most of the time- dealing with other people is like a whole other ballgame. If you were a dog, or a chicken, or a cow that’d be another story. The best I can do is to try and support you as a friend.” 

Sawako remained silent for another short while, The mood seemed to lighten somewhat between them. 

“Or a bull?” Sawako snarked. Kiyoko shook her head, “You’re way too girly to be a bull.” They both laughed a bit at that. Once it died down, Sawako pulled out her phone, showed it to Kiyo, and deleted the image once and for all. 
“Seriously- I’m sorry for how I’ve been acting. I’m such a fucking mess. You’re a good friend Kiyoko, I totally don’t deserve you.” The vet shrugged, “Forget it. We all make mistakes, sometimes. I’d rather judge you at your best than at your worst.” 

The secretary nodded. “Okay. I’m gonna be honest. I still don’t really know how to feel about your er- well, sexuality, I guess you could call it.” Kiyoko shrugged, “Go ahead and call it that. I do.” The girl looked aside for a moment. “I have so many questions. I don’t even know where to begin.” The older woman dabbed away the last of the girl’s tears with the cuff of her sweater. “That’s alright. You don’t have to accept me. Most people wouldn’t- but you do know about me now, and I’m okay with that. I’d love to answer your questions- but maybe we should leave that for another time. We’ve already had a long day, and besides we’re kind of out in the open here. No one’s around now, but I’d rather have that conversation in some place more comfortable. Last thing I need now is for someone to be eavesdropping just as I spill my guts about how much I love horse dick.” Sawa gasped, “W-what!? I- jesus Kiyo I didn’t realize you were so lewd!” Grinning, she pinched the girl's arm, “Right back at ya brat! You wanna tell me a little more about how you managed to get me my license, huh?”  The teen blushed. “Y-yeah maybe that is a better conversation for another time.” Kiyoko gave her one last hug. “Why don’t we talk it over at my place next weekend, if you’re feeling up to it that is. Now C’mon. Let me take you home.” 