He left for college where she learned he turned from his religion and is now married to another man, as a man slut. She questioned herself, looked in... the mirror, wondered "why" she was alone. Truth was, she was shy, she was ultra conservative and she felt guilty for looking at the husbands of women at church and at the preschool where she worked. She told herself it was wrong, but she would get wet when a handsome man paid attention to her and talked to her. She would hurry home, before. ”“Why would father want us to go, he needs us by his side.”“He is dead,” he replied with averted eyes not wanting to see her pain. He still heard the single sob that escaped her.“Well what happens now?” she asked her voice only quivered slightly.“Well seeing as how there is no way you or your sisters will be happy in this time period and seeing has to how your father has almost killed off my entire species. I have turned all seven of you part djinn.”She stared at him with uncomprehending eyes.. They’re for you to keep. I got them for this course to make a statement and a challenge to the other ROTC students.”The women open the bundles handed to them, and they all smile when they see the t-shirts are the same as the ones they’ve been issued with by the Army. However, they also have their name plus two messages in black text: the front reads ‘I can do anything,’ while the back reads ‘I am woman, hear me roar.’ Yes, these will send a message to those who don’t want women in the military. Sara's legs were closed and she was leaning forward. She shuffled closer, her tits by Sara's knees. Sara smiled down at the hapless girl. Her dark eyes stared at Ceri's face as she leant back, slowly. Sara began to open her legs. Ceri, desperate to hold her gaze, looked up, not down at Sara's soon to be exposed cunt.Sara's legs now wide open, Ceri's eyes were losing the battle to concentrate on Sara's face as Sara simply smiled back. The battle was lost as Sara began to pee. Ceri's eyes snapped.