Finn," she said slowly, calmly bringing her right hand to his crotch. "I'll forgive you though." That's good, Kindra, correct?" he pondered, placing h...r right hand on her arm,"Yes, and that's my intern, Summer. Do you like her, don't you think she is sexy?"He peeked over her shoulder at me and his eyes widened, even as I had my private parts covered.Although, she turned to me a few seconds later. "Come on, Summer, don't be shy. Let our soon to be new client see your naked goodness. He loves. "I have no idea and I'm not about to ask him!" He was mortified and was smiling nervously. She was not smiling, and looked concerned. Seeing this he said, "He's smart and eighteen. I'd be willing to bet he's figured it out." I don't know," she said. "We don't have internet and he was rarely around k**s his own age." She looked over at John. "I think you should talk to him." I don' think so." Why?" Really? Why?" He was no longer smiling and worry lines furrowed his brow. "Neva, baby, think about. That was always part of the ritual's charm, that it could be counted on to surprise her. Would tonight bring her the ultimate pain she was seeking, the pain that would overwhelm her and transport her to bliss? It had often done that before, but it was never a sure thing.She knelt there for a moment, regarding her image in the mirror with satisfaction. The two needles were perfectly symmetrical, their points glinting in the candlelight. The only difference was the single drop of blood at the. “I was only playing ... keep your nerd toys.” With a cold laugh, Charlotte turned and began heading back to the school. “Besides,” she said tauntingly, “you’ll need something to play with after you don’t make the cheerleading squad. Besides yourself, that is.”Charlotte looked over her shoulder and blew Emily a kiss. “You’re never making the team, cunt,” she said icily, before she disappeared back into the school.Emily’s hands shook with fury. Her small hands clenched into fists. She wanted to.