I also told her about Becky, and she was even MORE horrified.“I knew there was something really wrong there. I did see Becky at school, and wondered...where Abby was, but I figured she was sick or whatever. They disappeared?”“It seems so. The cops are looking for them, and eventually they’ll be spotted by a cruiser, and that’ll be it.”“So she’s staying with your parents?”“Only for this week. After that, I don’t know.”“She’s really nice, isn’t she?”“And really messed up. She needs counseling and. I sat and listened to a few more stories and listened to a few more scary stories when I over heard from a few girls down “He’s gonna fuck his wife , bet.” From one of the girls “She can’t take it no one can” said another girlEveryone screamed from whatever the punch lime was to the story Doug was telling at the time . I scanned the crowd and saw Mal and Mohammad standing up and talking and laughing. He was joking around and pushing her like an older brother and then she would play fight back.. Was I like him? Was he like me? Had he ever loved a woman like Bela? Could he? Bela came out of the bakery and passing the old man, she smiled at him and in her heavily accented Norwegian, she bid him good morning. He looked at her and smiled in return. She climbed into the car beside me and shook the paper bag. ”Round pieces” she giggled. We drove back to the hut and I made coffee. I need coffee in the mornings. Once that was done, we ate by the window. It was still too cold to sit outside. . It made me hard just seeing it and I tried not to look but couldn't help myself. After a little while, I went to change the tape and when I sat back down, I noticed that now, the front of the robe was REALLY opened and she had pulled the bottom of the robe up so far that I could almost see her pussy. She had one foot up on the arm of the chair and the other on the ground, offering me a partial view inside her robe. I know now that she had done this on purpose but being a dumbass 14 year old, I.