Christa’s friends, those little stuck up bitches in the bridal party, were getting on Alaina’s last nerve. She bored through the events of Friday ...nd all of the ones today. Now at the bachelorette party, she was determined to have a good time. She deserved it. Alaina knew that she was pretty, she was comfortable in her skin. Taking care of her body was always a priority. There was always a deep seated awareness that physical appeal was as important to success as everything else. Her single. The thought that I might bring some joy to his otherwise miserable day, propelled me to carry on. "I turned to face him, winked, and opened the door fully while retaining eye contact. Turning back to the mirror, I dropped the towel that had been around my waist, and kept my eyes on his in the mirror, as I went through my normal routine, slowly and methodically. I felt my breasts for lumps. pinched my nipples for colour, brushed my hair, checked my eyelashes, gently slapped some colour into my. Talks of an upcoming invasion filled the air. Our village was situated on the border of the two countries so the villagers were always waiting for any piece of news on the fragile peace between our two countries.I was born to my dad and mom soon after they married. At the time of the story, I was five years old and I had no brothers or sisters. I still remember my parents citing the cause of not having other c***dren to the bad economic and political situation of the country. We were a happy. Myers, our cheerleading coach, puts us all on the pill and encourages us to support the team in any and every way we can, especially the most important member of that team, Coach Adams. We’re not even allowed to talk about what happens. The whole town knows, but if it’s not discussed, its okay, just swept under the rug. It is considered our duty to the team. I didn’t even want to be a cheerleader, which most girls consider an honor. I was handpicked. I didn’t even tryout. I had to do it. If I.