"Fourteen are you sure?" Wilma asked."That's what she said, and she looked fourteen," I replied."Then why didn't we bring her out?" Wilma asked."Then ...hat do we do with her, turn her over to social services. I'm sure the story she tells would be great reading for you father and ex husband," I said."Oh my god, you are right that would be a disaster," She said. So what are we going to do."We are going to let the boyfriend take care of her however he wants. She didn't asked to be saved. She could. I couldn't really believe what was happening. It was surreal and erotic in a way I could hardly take in. When I let go of him he lifted his head up and pulled his shirt off. He looked at me for a second wild eyed and smiled as he went back down on me like he was starving for it. His body was so slim and feminine. He had a beautiful body. The pictures he had been sending did him no justice. I tried to stay calm while he sucked and throated me. I started stroking his lower back and slipped my. A few weeks later she joined in her college and used to hang around often with us.In meantime, Nitin and others got close to her and used to bring her to room sometimes to just talk ..See movies and all.She began used to them moving freely with her and treat them all just like friends.One day after dropping her Nitin said next week Sunday we will fuck her brains out.I just said all the best.That week went like a year to me and every day I was waiting for Sunday to come anxiously.Nitin told me. Such riffraff wouldn't bother a Paladin, who is strong and well-armed.Even intent on his mission, he let the solitude and beauty of the mountains enchant him. As he climbed up the mountains, the path took to zigzagging by a swift mountain stream, which sparkled cleanly in the bright sunlight. And it was when this path took a sudden zig that he came across a place where the stream was dammed by some fallen boulders into a deep pool, and next to it was a meadow with a little cottage. And in the.