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I could only see one of them, she was a woman of about thirty years old maybe. Once they entered the school and were welcomed by the director, we also entered the school. Most of the children went back to their classrooms but the girls from my year went to the auditorium. My teacher said we had to change, that we had to put on our ceremonial robes now, I already knew that, we’d already rehearsed everything. I went and try to get the prettiest ceremonial robe, but apparently I wasn’t the only one that wanted to make a good impression. All the girls dived onto the pile of robes, tugging and fighting. Last week in our church there was a sermon about not fighting and being kind towards each other, so I just waited till the other girls were done fighting but then I was left with a lousy faded robe. I undressed myself. The robes kind of looked like ballet leotards except they didn’t have a crotch. It was just a tight lycra top which barely covered our bum. Mine was a bit too big though, so I didn’t have to uncomfortably tug on the fabric like the other girls. I ran my hands on the metallic smooth lycra. It was nice soft and cold against my skin, I kind of wanted to fuck dance but I kept standing up straight. We had to stand in one big line, all in our bright blue robes, we had to be quiet and then the priests came in. They wore long robes all the way to the ground, in the same bright blue but theirs had beautiful golden stripes and ornaments on it. One of the women I’d seen outside already, although she was way more pretty up close, the other women was younger, maybe in her early twenties, she had angelic blond curls and friendly cheeks. I briefly made eye contact with her and she nodded. Maybe that was a good sign, was it a good sign? The priest just strolled along the line looking at us. Now and again they pulled a chin up high, or they twirled a girl around. 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