“Get on your knees.” Vivica kneeled and peered up at me with her doe like eyes. “Start gently. Circle my clit with the tip of your tongue, gradually increase pressure and add your fingers when I tell you.” She nodded and took a deep breath. “It’s just you and me, okay? You don’t have to feel shy or nervous. You’re beautiful and perfect. Don’t overthink it. Your body knows what to do. You’re just exploring me, seeing my reaction and leaning into it. Enjoy it.” I stepped into the tub and put my foot up on the ledge, spreading my legs open to her. “Are you ready?”
She nodded and before I could tell her what to do, she grabbed my thigh with one hand and my ankle with the other. It might have been her first time, but it only took her a few minutes to bring my whole body into contractions of pleasure. “Trouble,” I whispered as I grabbed the back of her head.
“Am I doing it right?” She pulled back, my wetness coating her mouth and chin.
I laughed and pushed her face back into me. “I lied. You need to do that again.” It was another hour before we made it to breakfast. My limbs were weak, but my brain was clearer than it had been in weeks. The flush on my face would be unmistakable but I really didn’t care who saw. Vivica was addicting and we were going to be breeders together. I could feel it.
-6-
We walked through the door to the dining room hand in hand. I hoped there would be some shapeshifters at breakfast, but there were only women spread across ten low tables. On one side of the room sat several high counters spread with food. Everyone turned to look at us when we walked into the door. I waved and several girls waved back, a few others stared at us blankly, and one sneered. Kara, the receptionist from last night, stood and hurried over.
“You’re late.” She hissed.
“Sorry, we slept in. We had a really tiring night.” Vivica elbowed me. I turned towards her. “What? We did, didn’t we?” Her cheeks turned scarlet. Kara raised her eyebrow.
“You’re going to need to learn to be punctual if you want to stay here. First you were late and missed the night orientation, then you took so long last night in the shower, we had to skip orientation. Now, you are late to breakfast. This is not a good start ladies. As soon as you finish eating and your medical, report to the public showers. We’ll start our orientation. You can catch up with the other ladies afterwards. I can’t guarantee this won’t affect your scores.”
“Scores?” Where were we, school? Vivica furrowed her brow.
“Becoming a breeder is not subjective. We evaluate you on a variety of different categories, skills, and criterion. There is nothing personal or emotional about our decisions. We simply want the best.”
“So, we are supposed to be judged on the scores without even knowing what the categories are?” Vivica snapped.
“If you all had been on time last night, you would have learned what they were with everyone else. Now, you’re behind and I’ll be taking extra time out of my schedule to get you up to speed.”
Wasn’t that her job? I don’t understand why someone that is a receptionist in a bathroom lobby would be able to train us on how we are going to get judged for a breeding role? “Isn’t there one of the shapeshifter warriors that can take us through training? I mean, since they are the ones that are going to be deciding who gets the spots?”
“The judges are anonymous. We are all about fairness here. And I was one of the supporters of the motion to support our shapeshifters’ non-clan breeders.” I looked her up and down. About forty and petite. I wondered how many people underestimated her.
“I’ve done my fair share of breeding let me tell you. But those days are behind me.”
“I thought you said last night that one of the shapeshifters would train us.”
“Yes, but not one of the judges. And they are all busy at the moment.”
I had a lot of questions. Maybe it was best if I waited until later.
“The doctors will come to collect you from breakfast. Don’t make them wait.” She turned on her heel and marched out the door.
“Well, she’s fun.” Vivica giggled nervously.
“Don’t worry about her. We’ll be fine.” I hoped. She seemed pretty serious. The last thing I wanted was to get kicked out because I couldn’t get my ass out of bed on time. I was going to have to tell Vivica to cool it for a bit until we were able to prove ourselves a bit more.
“Let’s get something to eat.” Vivica charged towards the food.
My stomach grumbled. I was starving. When I reached the food table, I stopped
short. “What the fuck is this?” Various forms of fruit and vegetables were displayed. Boiled eggs sat in a pot covered in water. Some type of porridge with nuts steamed in a pot. A few containers of plain yogurt gathered condensation at the edge of a table.
“What’s wrong? It looks awesome! They have everything!”
“You actually like this rabbit food? I’m freaking hungry! Where are the pancakes?”
“Oh please. We’re trying to make babies. Don’t tell me you expected cinnamon buns and Spanish omelets.”
I’m not even sure what I did expect. But maybe I expected this to be more like a hotel. Or a fancy spa. Weren’t we supposed to be getting pampered as life givers?
“We’re not breeders yet. This is supposed to be like boot camp.”