But what I could observe in her that she was keeping an eye on me. Very next day I went at same time. That day I could see her in tempting shorts and ...op where her breasts were about to burst out from her top and her shorts was holding her bums. Clearly I could see her panty line. Seeing this only I had a bulge in my shorts which was clearly visible.She smiled at me for a moment. I too smiled back. She waved her hand I moved to her. Formal hi hello blab blab. Her name was ’shruthi a south. ”(sir you are a nice man).I dont know why i just raised her chin,our eyes met and i took the first step to kiss her on her lips.SHE RECIPROCATED.I dragged her to my bed as she lay dead in my arms and kissing me everywhere possible.As i lay on bed with her she said“Saab mujhe apna bana lo…main bahut akeli hoon..zara aaram se…main dard se cheekh padoongi…aap bahut mazboot ho…main mar jaongi”.this triggered more passion in me and i got rough with her in removing her clothes.25 seconds as she was. The automatic assumption that his son had started the fight irritated Jerry. He asked, “So is the smaller kid hurt?”There was a moment of silence as Mr. Haroldson considered the question. Finally, he answered, “No.”Jerry replied, “It doesn’t sound to me like my son hit him.”“That’s what he says, but why would a smaller kid pick a fight with him?” The principal sounded like a prosecuting attorney who had just delivered last piece of evidence that would convict a felon.“I don’t think my son was. Not Millie, his bestfriend since childhood! But the poor child knew full well what would be the consequences ofdisobedience. That sort of thing had gotten him into this fix in thefirst place. There was no putting off complying with his mother'scommand, of that he had no doubt. He looked into the full length mirror in the upstairs hallwhile passing. Even after three weeks he still was not used to hisreflection. A pretty little 9 year old girl in a pink party dresslooked back....and.