Seeing my reflectionmirrored in the window panes brought my reality into focus. I lookedjust like Janet and Rachel.Eventually we accomplished the task...s mom had set out before we left thehouse, including the skating outfits, both practice and casual. When Itried on the leotards and saw just how tight they were, and the way Ilooked, I knew that I could do it, and I knew that nobody would, orcould, question me. During our foray into buying dresses, mom pickedout a bright red sheath for me to try. Before I could open my eyes or even spin my head around I felt two pairs of hands on my body. One pair held my hands while another pair slid over my eyes. I felt a cold metallic steel come in contact with my wrists and some sort of fabric tightened around my eyes plunging my world into darkness.‘What the fuc…’ but the word never came out as some lacy material was shoved in my mouth, followed swiftly by what I could only imagine was some form of tape.Blindfolded, gagged and bound, I started to. “Gina, Honey,” I said softly. “I DO panic about it. This pulls me in twenty different directions. I want the eight of you. Even if I treat these girls right once and then they never come back, there’s still sixty of them. If I started right now and gave them each a night, I wouldn’t be done until March. And that assumes I can manage to stay competitive seven days a week. I worry that I’m doing too much, that I’m not focusing enough on you girls and that you’re putting up with more than you’re. Then we sat on the sofa in the living room and started discussing the topic. She told why liking her was wrong and why I should not like her, she started finding out reasons to stop me from liking her. Then I suddenly realised that she was doing this because she was just very curious to find out how much like her.I just held her hand and said, Priya, nothing can stop me from liking, no matter how many reasons you find out and I know I cannot be in relation with you, then why don’t be just get.