Well hello to you too!

You let out a little moan and push yourself up against the man, deepening the kiss into what is soon to be the new ritual greeting for the new "male race". Your fathers were very thorough, they programmed all sorts of things about the new gay world. How people would dress, how they would greet each other and most especially that men and women would effectively become different species.

You pull away from your neighbor and cup his face.

"Sorry babe," you tell him, "you're cute and all, but I'm looking for someone in particular."

That person was James, the Quarterback and Captain of your school football team. James was a big, strong, manly jock and you couldn't wait to see him gay. You bet he would just ravish you.

So you had best get off to school to find your future husband, or maybe you should hold off and pretty yourself up first? After all, you want to look your best when you're on your knees sucking his monster cock.