They follow only a few feet behind me. I can hear most of what is said. " Willthey use a real whip on her?" " yes, of course, it's real and madeof lea...her" "Will she be naked?" " absolutely" " "dothey use nails?" " Get real, It's theater." The chit chat goeson as if I weren't there. It is loud enough to be heard by all those withina dozen feet. I blush and keep my eyes averted studying the pavement as theprocession plods onward. After crossing Soho Square we turn west on D'Arblay St. past the. Main sharma rahi wo aise bol rahe the fir wo bole ab to aadhi nangi yahan aa gayi ho ab kya sharmana chhodo warna bahar le jaake nanga karunga main dar gayi aur unki taraf dekhne lagi. Wo uthe aur mujhe bahar le jane lage maine kaha nahi main karti hu wo hanse aur baith gaye. Maine apna blouse khola aur petikot kaa naara khola wo apne aap khisak gaya sasur ji ki aankhe chamak uthi, fir maine blouse hata ke side me rakh diya aur bra kho di.Ab main sirf panty me thi aur apne chuchiyon ko hatho se. Forms of inclusion. Forms of encircling. Forms of submission. Forms of bonds even stronger than blood. Stronger than love. As I approached Rhonda and Samantha from the River, the other six approached them from the stream. I wove around the rocks in the river and came near the shore where their feet were before dancing away into the flow and bringing the current back with me. As they lifted their feet from the River, I swept past them, stepping out of the River and into the stream as I parked. " she trailed off sadly."You certainly could, you're very pretty," emphasizing this by stroking her friend's hair and tracing her fingers along her face and lips.If Ginny thought this strange, she didn't say anything. In fact she seemed to relax further, melting a little into the older girl’s arms."You just need confidence. And practice." Practice?" Yes, practice. In the things girls and boys do together." Like what?" Like kissing, what did you think? Have you ever?"At this poor Ginny just.