It was like I had been shot. He removed the clamp leaving the needle in me. He reached down for something and I felt the needle being pushed out. H... was replacing the needle with some kind of metal ring. The needle fell out and the ring was in place. It must have been a big one because I could feel its weight. He left me there freshly pierced. After the session when I was back in my cell I got the chance to look at it. It was a large gauge metal ring inserted through the flesh of my. We’re not lovers or anything. We’re justfriends who like to get together sometimes to travel andplay. And the fact is, she thinks you’re cute.”We kissed some more, and I stroked her neck with myfinger tips. I was still shy about touching her body,but growing bolder. “So,” she finished, “we have allafternoon if we want it.”“Maybe we could all play grown up games together?”She used a Mae West voice: “Not today, big boy. I’m. In the room down the hall, Paula had finished dressing in a pink blouse and a pink flower print skirt and sandals. Jane on the other hand was having trouble deciding what to wear. First she wore a purple spaghetti strap tank top with a black skirt. She replaced the skirt with a pair of hip hugger jeans. She finally decided on a black dress white spots and spaghetti strap sandals.When lunch time came, Janet came over to the cheerleaders table. "Can I sit with you girls?" she asked."Sure." Paula. "Sixteen inches," you think, and then recall Margaret measuring your waistevery evening when she removes your corset. "If these things really makeour waists so small, I may be in a worse situation than I thought!" Youresolve to stop making it so easy for the school to change you. "I willpress my stomach out as much as possible when she takes my measurements soshe will put a larger corset on me, and it will not compress my waist somuch."There are fifty-three girls in the sophomore class, and you.