She carried everything back to herbedroom and looked in the mirror. Although she had removed the breastsand vagina and wasn't wearing any makeup, her...feminine styled hair andhairless skin still made her appear somewhat feminine. She put on the t-shirt and jeans and a pair of socks and tied her hair back in a ponytail. She put on a pair of Nick's skater shoes and grabbed her skateboard.She rode over to the barbershop to get her hair cut short. While shewould miss having long hair, she knew it. I was about to ask what I was being punished for but decided against it. I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself. By the time I returned Fr. Curran had placed a pen and paper on his desk and was standing over it waiting. "Now Pauline, sit down," he motioned to the chair. He stood close, towering over me, making me feel very small and weak. "Read out the line I have written at the top of the page," he instructed. I read aloud, "I am Fr. Curran's servant girl and I will obey his every. .. The plain truth is... yes, she is!"Charity turned, then, and searched her brother's face. "Wh- What can we d-do Donnie... ?" she asked."Split!" he spat."Leave here?" Like I'm gone... as soon as I clutch a little more bread!" Take me w-with you... Donnie?" she begged. "It's so mixed up... and all... and I-I've already d-decided t-to r-run away! Please... take me... ?" You Christ, Sis... how'd you get along? You haven't even tried to be a part of it... you don't know how to talk... or act.... Kamray main jab gaie tu mera dil zoor zoor sey dhak dhak kar raha tha keh pata nahin woh kis kisam ka sex cahti hey. Main ney cigarette laga liya tu us ney bhi kaha keh muj ko bhi doo. Hum doonoon cigarette piney lag gay. Aur batein karney lagey. Humara sex us keh ek sawal aur meray jawab par start howa. Us ney pocha keh keya tum yeh samajhtey ho keh yeh sub kuch theek hey keh main ek husband ki wife hotey hoie tumharey sath sex kar rahi hoon. Is par main ney kaha keh ghalut aur sahi kuch bhi.