Some time later Auntie called her down and told her, in front of both Ron and I, that she would be punished after dinner. Six strokes of the cane. �...No, Mum please, not the cane,” she pleaded, glaring at me and trying to avoid looking at Ron. She knew that having the cane as punishment meant having to be punished nude. “Go back to your room. I will call you when dinner is ready,” her mum said. When dinner was ready, Auntie told us to sit down so Ron and I chose the place opposite where I knew. But when you get close to me I have a panic attack. I think it was because I was so afraid of my father. Every time he got close enough to hit me ... he did.”Tears were running Ann’s face. I involuntarily put my hand out toward her. She abruptly pulled further away. “Ann, I wouldn’t hurt you for anything. I want you to trust me. I can’t see why you won’t be able to go to the dance studio with Danica and me. I think you should come and at least watch. I do think you should put some trust in me. She was very pretty, but just never found the guy that would make her heart beat like it was beating now. Wayne leaned over and lightly kissed her forehead. She gasped when his scent teased her nose. He smelled like Stetson and the outdoors. She smiled as he drew back. He got on to his knees on her bed and pulled her up to hers and gently kissed her mouth. She felt his hands on her back, lightly caressing. Suddenly Wayne pulled away. Christa sat on her legs and looked down at her hands.. But before his top lip with black-white mustache could touch the rim of the glass, there was a knock on the door.Carrying the milk glass to the door, he opened the door wide open without letting Puji bhabhi cover herself. Unfortunately for her, the bed sheet was tightly laid on the bed, no blanket was provided and one towel that was there, she threw it willingly far from the bed. So she had nothing else but her hands to conceal her private parts from the eyes of a total stranger. He was a young.