“Please, no,” she begged but somehow her protestation lacked conviction and her shameless body shifted restlessly against its bonds, her knees ben... and thighs spread. She was helpless, vulnerable, and the fear she was feeling was strangely erotic. Her thoughts screamed out that she should not be responding to this insanity; she should fight, even as well trussed up as he had her. But a small inner voice told her that she was helpless, a slut, an animal, a bitch ripe for mating.“Please stop, I. Joanne left, Kate left, Simone and Tori are leaving, though really they've not been part of "The Girls" since Tori came on board. Saralinda has never officially been 'one of the girls'." He sounded, not bitter, but maybe a bit wistful "But, believe me, Moira, this isn't about being afraid of losing you. This isn't just because you're the only one left."I shot him a skeptical glare, but this time he didn't flinch. I sighed. "Okay then, Honey. What is it about?" Well, I was thinking about three. "I guess, Owen Granger...History." I said extending my hand. "Tanya Sweerling, Biology." she said with a smile. The smile from Tanya was like some signal of approval. The old guard who had been keeping their distance suddenly came forward to introduce themselves to me. A few months into the year things hit a snag. After school on most days I'd go for a swim to clear my head, after swimming a few laps I moved on to the wave pool to soothe my muscles when I felt a presence. Looking up I saw Ms.. Na sports mein accha tha na kisi arts mein. Life ki shuruwath se hi main ek bahot bada loser tha.. Meri height bahot choti thi almost 5 4′ thi. Isse mujhe bahot complex ataa tha kyunki log mujhe bahot chidaate the. Mere parents bahot pyaar karte the mujhse. Bhagwaan ki dua se maine kaise bhi apna graduation complete kiya aur 9 to 5 ki ek 20000 monthly salary pe ek jagah naukri pe lag gaya. Wahan bhi main almost roj mere colleagues aur boss mera mazaak udaakar mere upar bahot chillate. Life.