.."...girl?" Carol prompted, again with mock concern. "Why yes you are, dear,and it's permanent, you know. You bought a lifetime pass. yes, you're goi...gto be a cute little girlie-o for the rest of your life, CARLEY. That's whoyou are now, you know ... Carley ... the name's my gift to you, and, oh, yes,a reminder of who you used to be. No last name, though, you'll have to comeup with that by yourself. Certainly not Desmond, there's no more CarlDesmond...EVER!"What...? Carol, Why? How...? Carley. I think she liked to maximize the sexual content of her relationships because it made her feel attractive. I think her favorite way to quiet her insecurities—which of course take the form of an overweight, unsexy Asian girl—was to fill its mouth with cock.Again, all of this is just theory. I need to disclaim this not just because it's entirely possible Tina might stumble upon this story—and I hurt her enough during the break-up as it is—but because it's the truth: this is just a theory. I don't. It was morning, by the angle of the sun, and as she gingerly looked around, Anna saw that she was alone. The breathing was coming from the other room; the room in which Anna found herself was empty but for puddles of wetness, an empty overturned vodka bottle, and various scraps which could have been clothing. Anna's head felt fuzzy but altogether more pleasant than her body, which ached from her odd position and from other things as well. As she stood slowly, feeling her insides expel fluid. So, I sit on the floor and lift her leg a little up to pull the pin. But as I lifted her leg to pull the pin, I was able to see between her legs. I could see her pussy inside her saree as she was not wearing any panty.Seeing it, I forgot about the pin and was staring at her pussy. She noticed and coughed to alert me and give me a smile. I pulled out the pin, and then she whispers to me, “You meet me after school in the teacher’s room, and thanks for your help.”I was so frightened that after.