I watched her hand the whole way, then looked up at her. She was watching my expression. I couldn't hide how excited I was."Let's just try something a...d see how it feels. If it gets weird, we can stop. Just friends touching each other, no big deal."All I could do was nod as my breath jumped. She pulled me up so we were facing each other on our knees and reached around my neck to untie my bikini top. One side fell off, exposing my breast. I could feel the warmth of her body on my skin. She took. ’ ‘Oh Mr Cowell, I am so sorry’, she retreated, ‘Please forgive me, don’t punish me again.’ ‘Too late’, I replied, seeming to fall into a pre-ordained script, ‘Can you miss Church this morning, and come to my room?’ ‘Oh, well, if you are going to be so stern and horrid, I suppose so.’ I resumed the paper, and waited events. At a quarter to ten, the family set out on the short walk to Church, and I was left alone in the house, but for the cook, Mrs Ross two floors below. Almost immediately. When the dance ended they came back to the table and I was introduced. His name was Jack and he looked a bit concerned to see that Ana was married, but we chatted for a while, until he got relaxed.Finally he introduced us to another three of his friends. All were black men, called Jimmy, Charlie and Buzz. They sat at our table and took turns to dance with my wife… And they all touched her round buttocks while dancing…Around midnight we finally told them that we were leaving.The four black guys. The insects feed them with the boy’s blood. The mosquito-leader’s larvae lived in the water and feed off the boy’s mature and immature sperm, the larvae really loved the boy’s sperm, they devoured the little swimmers in matter of seconds, the mosquito leader knew that somehow it would need to extract more sperm from the boy.At night everyone was asleep in the forest, the mosquitoes even Sebastian, but his balls, cock and nipples weren’t, they were self-healing the damage that the mosquitoes had.