He would cross the stream at the old bridge. It was the fastest way to his house he walked on the boards of the old wooden covered bridge, the stream ...elow babbled as the water rushed over rocks. He didn't hear her the water was too loud and she walked softly. Pain jumped on his head as he walked from under the cover of the bridge. A sharp crack on the right side of the back of his head knocked him to the ground. Pain spread across his head which became as foggy as the night air."Don't move. "Bitch, go inside and get changed. Meet me out back." he ordered her."Yes, Lord." she replied, and instantly turned to walk away towards his front door.I was shaking as this gorgeous black stud approached me. When he stood before me my knees buckled and were like gelatin. I didn't know what he wanted. But, he formerly introduced himself and asked me to join them out back on his deck for a drink. "We neighbors and should git' to know one 'nuther little girl." the black thug said.I stalled for a. 10am ko uske ghar pohanche mere heartbeat tej ho rahi thi phir uske room gaye hum dono waha bethe phir mai bola didi mai chal ta hu jab ap phn karenge mai ajaunga bo ladka bola nhi tu ruko yahi pe didi boli dekho roshon usko please jane do bo bola nhi usko live dekhana hai phir bo didi ke pass beth gaya didi bed pe bethi thi aur mai chair pe.Phir bo didi ko hath ko kiss kiya aur neck v aur apne hath se didi ki hath ko lekar apne pant mai ghusa diya didi mere samne sarmakar usko lund ko bahar. "That is a fine view," he said in a gruff voice. "Did you see the panties?" "I saw that they were wet. Come sit in my lap, little girl." I didn't sit in his lap; I sat on the arm of his huge, velvet chair. We hadn't had a customer in over three hours but we were still right in the middle of the mall. We had an enormous display behind us in cardboard and Styrofoam: Santa's Workshop and an oversized model train running in a loop. It wasn't like we were low profile. Nonetheless, I couldn't deny.