M-So can you introduce yourself? Who you are? And what you do?K-I’m Kiriana Kladshon you can call me KK or Kiri. Never mind about Kiri, Nye calls me that, so Kiriana or KK please. I’m a track coach at a small Midwest college called Iowa Wesleyan. It’s in this tiny town called Mount Pleasant. Although the name is a misnomer.
M-Can you give me some background on where you come from?
K-I was born April 3rd 1985 currently I’m twenty five and this is my first non TA job that I’ve ever had. I probably hate Iowa for a myriad of reasons, but I’m from Cali. Born and raised in Medesto. Not glamorous, but hey its home.
M-What's your biggest fear?
K-Fear. Well I guess death. Being given the death sentence of HIV and watching my mother die from MS has brought that to the forefront of my mind.
M-Have you ever done anything admirable? What's your good side? What's your bad side?
K-Have I been admirable in my life? Probably not. I guy hopped like the Hollywood Elite take drugs. Doesn’t matter the form as long as I get the high at the end. You want to know the kicker. I never got the high. Not for lack of trying, but until Nye, I never wanted it. He made me accept it. He didn’t stop. He refused to stop. Not because he was trying to take me by force, but because he wanted me to actually feel what it was like to achieve an orgasm. I always stopped myself not feeling worthy of such a wondrous feeling. Maybe it was because I knew the guy wouldn’t be there when I woke up.
That’s the bad part of me. The good. I don’t know it goes with my secret, but I guess it’s the most admeriable part of me. I helped my mother commit suicide. She had such poor muscle control at the end. Her mind…her eyes were begging me to just end it for her. I didn’t do it. I just added the pills to her water. She knew what was in there and she drank. It was the hardest thing I had ever done, but if I’m ever in that place I want someone to do it for me. I just hope I’m not too scared to ask.
M- What's your greatest desire?
K-Nye. I’ve never wanted someone as bad as I have him. I’d never loved or cared for anyone before. I’d dated, but never anyone I felt an instant connection to. I should have feared Nye. Truthfully I did initially, but it took very little time to change that.
M-What makes you cry?
K-Lately I’ve been crying like a baby. I guess that’s what happens when you open yourself up. Years of hiding who I was inside came flooding out of me. I cry in my sleep. I cry when I’m awake it’s getting ridiculous as soon as Nye sees reason and lets me be his other I think it’ll finally stop.
M-What could drive you to kill?
K-Murder is something I don’t like to think about. Not since whoever whatever he was…I had to do it. It was kill or be killed at the time.
M-What would describe you? K-It’s not the size of the dog in fight it size of the fight in the dog. In other words. I’m petite but powerful.