"It's what?" Curiosity firmly peaked."It's sort of a tradition." When AJ just raised an eyebrow, she could fairly hear him saying, 'Explain.' So, she ...id. "There's this one guy that's been with me the longest. He keeps his hair shaved as short as yours." But he does it on purpose." AJ added.JC just looked at him for a moment. Could he possibly be self-conscious about his lack of hair, JC wondered? How could he be, he was so handsome, especially with the baldhead and buzz cut. Gorgeous, sexy.... It was nearly 10:30 pm as I pulled the breaker turning off the arena lights. I was sure every one had headed back to town for some beer and pizza. As my eyes quickly adjusted to the full moon light evening I made one more visual scan across the area. Remembering I had left my street cloths in one of the teepees I went back for them. As I approached the main teepee I thought I heard a voice, I stopped and listened for just a minute as I heard Kathryn practicing her lines. I peeked into. The girl was dressed as they'd instructed her, in white blouse, plaid skirt, white knee socks and black patent leather shoes. She had blonde hair and blue eyes, and looked much younger than her nineteen years, partly due to her A-cup breasts that poked against the white blouse. As she entered, she instinctively shaded her eyes against the glare of the bright lights focused on her, and the woman immediately smacked her bare legs with the short cane she carried."Stay in the position until you are. We’re free here. We’re a family. That’s why you came. You want what all of us wanted before we found each other. What you want you can have. We’ll give it freely, and that’s love. Love and unconditional acceptance.”The naive waif listened intently. Unbeknownst to her, Mardo had mastered the art of the speech after having spoken it hundreds of times. At this point he delivered it with effortless efficacy. “I can offer this gift to you, Flower,” he said, near to closing the deal. “...but I can.