"Ronnie, what if Kriss eats her out?" Ronnie's eyes lit up at the thought. "But how daddy?" "Simple honey. Kriss will do what you say. Strip her naked... blindfold her and tell her that we brought someone else to play with. And if she wants to join us, she has to lick my cum out of her cunt." Ronnie was soaking her panties imagining this. We walked into the living room and Ronnie told her exactly what I said. Kriss merely nodded her head and began taking off her clothes, and Ronnie and I did the. My mind wandered to when my ex, Jake, laid on top of me on his parent's bed. We could have made love, but I wasn't ready. I was only fifteen, after all. But now I am, and I'm single and pretty much depressed. I cleaned up and began walking home, now getting tired of techno and playing Paramore. As it was getting dark out, I began to get lazy and started walking slower. Then I heard a car, and my ex drove by again with his friend. I bit my lip, thinking again about that night. But then Nick hit. It was funny, how much the voice inside her head sounded like Jack. "I'll be perfect."Taking a deep breath, Emily put her headphones in her locker, and then closed it up and headed to the gym. There were a couple of girls there already, also in their cheerleader uniforms, some chatting nervously with each other, some stretching out on the wooden gym floor. There were a few students in the gym as well, standing by the entrance.Two of the three captains of the cheerleading squad – Dawn and. " In my mind I was so thankful to Meera for her timely idea. At that point I was indeed trying my best to avoid probing my body by a male gynecologist, but little could I guess that this ashram visit would actually be a shameful remembrance for me lifelong. The way I was exploited in the name of "diksha", in the name of "treatment", and in the name of "jagya" makes me feel so ashamed even today, after so many years. I was exploited so very cleverly and emphatically at every level and my desire.