This time it was Julia Waxman. "This is an official appointment, paid for by Elaine, so don't hang up," Julia told Cheryl, who had answered the phone...."Get Cal on the other line, and let's talk."Cheryl was getting rather tired of interruptions to her tight study schedule, but she could not be irritated with Julia. Or with Elaine, for that matter. The hour did prove to be beneficial. In her usual fashion, Julia seemed to be reading their minds."Cal, this is not the way you like to solve. She was awesome she was the coolest kid I ever met.She was super smart, did her work, and did everything she was told to do.She made us adults look like complete idiots but I guess you wanna pleaseeveryone when you're fifteen at your first job. "Hey Chris. I finishedcleaning the theaters and bathrooms. Wow...your hair looks awesome today.You growing it out?" She asked. "Yea I guess so" I said as I pulled myhair it was most certainly longer in length. "Hey...so about yesterday...youok? I was. “You need to have your panties off to really enjoy the movie coming on.” I decided I wanted to fuck her. I took my clothes off and stood naked in front of her. She looked like she was about to run. She looked at my cock as it got hard. “I don’t know,” she said. “I don’t know if I ought to.”“Here, I’ll help you.” I grabbed the hem of her nightie and lifted it straight up. It was a reflex with her to raise her arms and I lifted it right off. I dropped to my knees and slipped her panties down and. One couldn’t tell which ones, as the area was encased in a maze and only the priestesses could provide direction to the differing areas when required. Naama had been there once. It was when an Ayelet Hashachar, or Gazelle of the Dawn, the title for one who was in the month before their Claret Tantra Ceremony, had, out of fear, told the secrets to her closest friend. To make matters worse, this friend was almost a year younger and considered herself nowhere near ready for her own ceremony. .