The acts Mrs. Gracely had led them to perform were incredible as the girl remembered them. It was like a dream.But she remembered Patricia and the fea... while walking down the stairs virtually naked to greet her fellow pupils for the first time. It was real. It wasn't a dream.This morning, Patricia brought her a bowl of water to wash her face. A soft towel dried it, and the maid applied lotion and makeup.Patricia departed, and Gwen sat in a chair to watch birds in a tree outside her window. Mrs.. The biggest shock was when she leaned forward and ran her tongue over my lips and into my mouth. She pulled away and said "Just one girl?" She laughed and threw her head back. That was Mandy. A laugh and a half. We ordered more drinks and I was now coming out of my shell. My other friend, Jackie, told me that she was feeling frisky and she wanted to dance. Dancing was her mating call. The way she swished her hips and slut-dropped always turned heads. I looked at her as she made her way to the. There was a cold, windblown rain, seemingly coming from the side. It was good to get in my apartment, back to my routine.I thought about Nita, wondering. At times I felt as if I was half in love with her, other times I knew I was. The rest of the time I just felt guilty as hell for what I had done to her. Lying awake in the early morning hours I thought I should write a story, "Innocence Lost."I worked on my various reports for the Central American trip. I had to put together bound copies for. Mother moved very smoothly as she knelt down before me, her silk clad knees kneeling upon the dusty rector pillow.The mystery intensified."Mother... ?"Her tiny hand came up and two of her slim fingers pressed against my lips, "Shush honey. Please don't say a word until I am finished."Finished what?Her eyes had softened and I saw fear there, and a lost nervous look that was so alien that I frowned as I studied her gaze.Thats when both her tiny hands came up and easily found the zipper to my.