Erica wouldn’t even look at me for the rest of the day. She wouldn’t look at anybody. She kept her head down with a look of sorrow and shame while...everyone asked her how she felt about the program. Erica looked mortified, and she would angrily insist that she wasn’t doing it.“You can just imagine it happening in your mind, bookworm!” She told a friend of mine who was excited for her to participate.“Okay!” he smiled and skipped away to his desk.Later that day, when we got home from school, my. The fact that 7 naked men with their members standing tall on it's own doesn't bother her too much, but the the fact that the women that were chained in that chamber were all pregnant. The men surrounded her, and some words escaped from her beautiful pink lips saying " Why are you guys doing this to me..*hic*..please,I beg you,let me go..". One of the men pulled her hair and said it right into her fairly skinned face " My my,don't be scared little one. Do you really want to know the purpose we. First, my name is Clarissa and most of my life I’ve been pretty shy. My mother’s name was Caralynn and she died when I was eight due to complications of my little brother’s birth. My parents had already been divorced two years when she passed away. She was pregnant by her new boyfriend and Calvin went to live with his dad while I was sent to live with my father Jared. I should probably mention my dad has an older son, my brother Jared Jr. or Jay as we call him, but he was already out on his own. Even watching TV programs together. It's kind of a weird feeling now. When I sit on my old chair and watch a program that we used to watch together it's as though she is sitting there on the couch in her usual place watching it with me.Boy, this is harder to talk about than I thought. I always wonder about the 'Do Over' or the 'What If?' factor. What if when I went back to see my old girlfriend Paula that day and she was there, how much would my life have changed. Granted everything from that.