I never stopped running, in fact, I upped my mileage this past year. But I was also running away from an experience that I couldn’t cope with, that ... didn’t want to have as part of my make-up, so I pushed the memory down and tried not to think about it. I didn’t want anyone to know what had happened to me, so I didn’t tell anyone. It was pretty easy to keep the secret, since I was relatively new to the city, and after the rape I became withdrawn and I was riddled with shame. I put in my miles,. Finally, having no other choice, she gave in.-----It was like a nightmare, all she could taste was an undetermined, raw flavour of some strange meat. All though not attempting to please him, she knew she had to show some effort, if anything to only keep her life. Gently, she wrapped her lips around the hard shaft which intruded her virgin mouth and began to slide her head up and down, moving it slowly in and out. Each time the penis pressed against the back of her throat she felt more tears. She manages a quiet ?Hi? as she looks up shamefully at Mommy and her new boyfriend in the brightly lit room. ?I? I was getting changed?? she whispers, sounding more like a naughty toddler than the bright thirteen year old we know her to be, head tilted down but those striking blue eyes looking up guiltily, pale cheeks flushing with the prettiest of hot pink blushes.?Mmmmm? murmurs Brian, his eyes looking up and down the vision of girlish loveliness before him, as thoughts of raping his rapidly. This will be more interesting as the branch swings”Me: “Woo I like the idea, but you jeans?”Bhavana: “It’s very cold, but still I will pull it down” -she pulled the jean down with the pantyBhavana: “Thanks to fog and no one can see us” – she jumped back on the branch and encircled the legs around meI held her back and kissed her lips. She responded well and pushed her tongue inside me and we got into deep French kissing. I slid my hands under the t-shirt and loosened her bra hook and pull it up.