I was hanging intimates, between the sheets as to not display them forthe entire world to see. Mother and I wear quite a bit and it takes abouttwo row... across the clothes line just for panties, bras, slips, and camisthat we'd worn for the week. Mother insists I change hourly as trained inMiss Johnson's School for Girls. The sheets I'd hung were pink anyway soit just looked like girl city on the clothes lines."Jamie," Mother called. I'm used to her calling me by my 'girl' name butit just sounded. She slapped me hard. Prajakta nodded her head in approval, "Good.Now do it five more times." I turned to look at her in shock but Shruti'sgrip kept my head still.SLAP! My head rangSLAP! I felt a tear roll down my face.This seemed to excite Shruti. Something in the air seemed to lower ourinhibitions. She held my by my hair and gave me five more slaps. I wascrying by now. I could not understand this. I could never recall havingcried before. Somehow all the emotions seemed to flow out. It seemed. More

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