When I and Arvind, when not out playing, would be between all these ladies as we had no other choice.Now the story happens during a festive season and...schools were all closed. I along with my family had gone to aunt’s house as it was near. Those cousins of my cousins Priya and Parul were also there to hang out.As it was a festive season, everyone was busy with various activities; chatting, gossiping and cooking in the kitchen.I was left out that day as Arvind had gone off to another aunt’s. I didn’t want anything but I needed him to turn around.“What is that?” I asked pointing to the tent that formed in his shorts. It was a pretty big tent as well and from the sight alone it got my juices flowing. I shouldn’t have done anything about it. I should have just grinned and let it pass. But it was big.“Put the tray down. Come here. Sit on the bed.”He did as he was told, after all, he was used to being told what to do by my mother and me. I looked into his eyes at first but he refused to. According to what Charlene told my sister, it wasn't like anything she'd been expecting it to be either."I glanced through it while we ate pizza, drank our beer and watched the game. The next available openings were less than a month away over a long weekend beginning with orientation night on a Thursday, and ending on Monday evening with a graduation of sorts for those who completed the course.Though I had skimmed through it, I hadn't really read through it, pretty much discarding the whole. “Yes… I started spiraling bad after that. Drugs, bars…” She whimpered, eyes still closed, relieving those memories as he rubbed her, arching her hips up.“Whoring, seeking out men to hurt you. Because, deep down, you know you’re not good enough. That this is your real value. From that first touch, a part of you always knew. ” he said, his fingers moving faster. Biting her breast, her nipples. She started to shudder, to buck against them.“Yes… yes.. I always knew, ” she sobbed, shuddering,.