Morgan, though, went straight to the desk between the beds. “Did you do this, Kendra?” A horse’s head was emerging from a block of clay.“Oh. Y...ah. It’s nothing. That’s like my doodle pad. I just scratch things out on it while I’m thinking of something else or while I’m reading. It keeps my hands busy.”“This is good!”“Naw. The proportions are all off and there isn’t enough clay to finish the body.” Kendra reached over and grabbed the clay, smashing it down as Morgan gasped. She shoved the clay. You feel thegirl standing next to you change her stance, her hips bumping against youwarm and soft."So can I wear this?" Melanie asks her mom."Not a chance," her mom says, putting away her phone. "But you both lookcute!"It's an hour later, maybe more, and you're slurping the last out of yourfrozen latte and talking about bands with Melanie, sat at a table inStarbucks. Every so often you look over at Ellen and Melanie's mom -- Kate -- and catch them still deep in conversation. Ellen's hands are. The act of knowing I was being used for his sexual pleasure, feeling like I was just there in order to service their basic, sexual urges. Coming to that realization was life changing in a way, kind of like discovering who you are and giving into it.I let that boy fuck my ass as hard as he wanted. I let them take turns on me, making me feel so slutty and used... it was the most satisfying sexual experience of my life up to that time. Hands gripping into my hips, the hard breathing, the soft. ”Jocelyn answered, “That sums it up for me. Yes, I admit to especially liking Toby, but now I’ve come to appreciate Matt and everyone else sitting here. I feel kind of privileged to be in this group, and to be here at the Circle. I watched the latest episode of the TV series on Wednesday night with Misty, too.”Misty nodded. “I guess I’m coming into greater acceptance of what you all do, but I have some disconnects here and there. If I were to end up joining the Circle, I wonder what I’d tell my.