Mei mana karne laga to bole chupchap raho vishu meri bat man lo nehi to jo tum dono kar rahe the tumhare papa se bata dunga.mei dar gaya aur uncle ne ...aldi se mere kapde nikal diye,aur bole vishu tu bhut chikna hai aaj tujhe mei apni biwi banauga.aur mujhe godi me uthakar apne room me aa gaye.aur mujhe makeup ka saman aur apni biwi ke kapde diye pehnne ke liye.maine mana kiya to uncle ne mujhe ek thappad mara.mei chupchap bra penty blouse peticot aur sari pehnne laga.phir maine makeup kiya. ?This is the way you live?? The words echoed your back still to me, I stayed quiet. ?Kneel,? as if second nature I did. You left me, but my heart never did leave you, I thought, but to say those words would start my tears. Why were you here? As if you read my mind, ?I missed you, but this,? you motioned your hand around my trashed apartment, ?was not what I was expecting.? You started to walk around me, ?Up,? I Stood; your hands gently lifted my chin. ?Will you listen? No more disobeying?? I. He continued to work on my thighs and his hands kept getting closer and closer to my sex. Just as I thought for sure he is going to touch me this time he changed positions and began massaging my ass again. He was pushing up towards my back as his hands slid across my cheeks. Every time he did it, I felt myself opening up and being completely exposed to him. I could feel his breath on the back of my thighs and I knew he was looking at me in the most intimate way a man could. It was driving me. They are generally never heard of again. To hear you describe it is a wonder indeed."I decided to keep the little sliver of the tree a secret for now, but otherwise let Mom and the King exhaust the questions they had about the various challenges I had met in the valley.The next week or so was quite relaxing and enjoyable. I managed to do some painting in the palace gardens - renewing my acquaintance with Wallace the squirrel.I took to discussing the politics on Gael. The King was not a good.