It wouldn’t surprise me if she told me she had more sexual experience than I did. I got the impression she was a party girl who wasn’t opposed to ...ne-night stands. That was one of the reasons I hadn’t tried to sleep with her yet. While I wasn’t opposed to a one-night stand with Brook, I wasn’t sure that was what I wanted. My greatest fear was I would just be another notch on her lipstick case.I mentally kicked myself. What was I thinking? I was seventeen and single.“So why are you slumming it. You still can't see anything but you feel a cloth across your eyes, your blindfolded. The ball gag is still in you mouth and only lets you wimper quietly."come now", he says, "it's not that bad. I would think that a girl like you might really enjoy this."As you try to move again you feel that your hands have been pulled above you and your legs are being held apart. The voice is at your ear again and you can smell a combination of mint a cologne, "are we ready now?" he asks. The arms wrap around. That wasn't enough some days.I started work at the scout camp a week after school ended. I had a job as a Counselor-in-Training or CIT. I didn't get paid, but would be able to get a paying job the next summer.The camp staff worked crazy hours. We had to be up, dressed in uniform and at the flag pole for flag raising at 7:45 am. After breakfast, we worked until lunch teaching merit badges to scouts. We had an hour of free time after lunch. The staff usually played volleyball or water polo. Then. You are the only one I found worthy,” his guru said. “Very well. You know that we live in a patriarchal society, don’t you, Nanda?”“Yes, guruji.”“Good. So we live in a world where women are regarded as second class citizens. We see them not with our eyes but with our lust. We see them as objects.”Nanda nodded.“So, how do we better understand what it is to be a woman? To be a mother, a sister, or a wife?”“I don’t know, guruji,” Nanda answered.“By becoming a woman, my dear Nanda,” the sage.