It was my bully, Jane. She was a stuck up, attention seeking bitch, and the leader of my school's cheerleader team. Memories of all the years of torment I spent at the hands of her group of cheerleaders ran through my head in that instant. All because I was a late bloomer and looked androgynous, which was compounded by my low stature.
They made me feel weak and small, but now I had the upper hand. This ring could make all my revenge fantasies true. My imagination was the limit.
Seeing her there naked, my thoughts started becoming perverse. Jane always liked the attention she good from her good looks and, I had to admit, I found myself aroused at her naked body in public, so I had to hand it to her. So I wished we were in her room, since I had some ideas as to what I wanted to with her.