)I'm missing a toe. Let me haul my right foot up high enough for the camera to see it. It happened when I was five years old in a bicycle accident. Th... sprocket took a hunk out of the toe beside it too, and if you look real close, you can see I don't have a toenail on that toe. It's embarrassing, not having a little toe, but hardly anyone notices. Well, hardly any guys do. Girls always notice. Girls miss nothing.Girls are cruel. I get so much abuse from girls, mostly from my friends, and always. .. um ... Cindy part of your pod?”“Oh, God, no!” I burst out. “She’s ... well, I know she’ll be a sophomore in the fall but she’s only fourteen and really sweet. She’s way too young for our pod. We can be ... a little outrageous when we get together. I’d never expose her to that. Her mother would kill me. We’re just putting together some guitar-flute programs. I’m trying to work out a way for her to get more exposure. She’s brilliant.”“Interesting,” Donna said. I thought it was a curious kind. It was a project which this stunning women Anjali wanted to be selected in, but initially she couldn't select because lack of experience in this field, so she grew anger towards me as i was a junior to her. but later that week she was selected and i was surprised so to inquire about it i went for drinks with our manager and this guy said that Anjali really wanted to join for that project and he said she was ready to do anything as in ready to please me even. which he took advantage of and asked. That was me, one foot in the vanilla world, one foot in the Fem Dommeworld. I actually felt fortunate that I was able to live in both worldswith some success, but looking back I now realize just how unfulfillingthat existence was. Not belonging, not being the property of another isnot being alive it is existing.I believe in past lives. I do! How else could you possibly explain mydesire to submit to the neighborhood girls when I was only 7 or 8? Howelse do you explain thoughts in my head at.