Riala sat in the silence of the night, the soft breathing of the other girls shut out on the other side of the garderobe door. She had her arms wrapped around her middle, bent over as if to hold herself together over a cramp.
She held her handkerchief crammed into her mouth to muffle her own sobs, her own tears. Ky had such pleasant ideas of what sex was. The other girls… had their own
Published on May 04, 2011 13:41