The trial judge banged his gavel three times again, and all eyes followed his to the opposite side of the room as a side door slowly opened. The crowd...gasped as a woman dressed in traditional garb led a small, young girl towards the table next to me on my left. I recognized her as the girl I'd tried to save by the cut on her forehead above her left eye. It had been closed with several stitches and she was dressed in an all black abaya and hajib and was handcuffed in the front as I was.Our eyes. Or hum aise h Ek dusre k upar let gye, hum niche se pure gille ho chuke the uske sperm se, or fir shikha ne mera condom utara and saf kiya mjhe and apne aap ko, or let gye , me uske boobs Chu’s rha tha,Fir humne karib 2 hour rest kiya and nind le li,Fir jab me utha to mene dekha ki shikha mera lund Chu’s rhi thi, me shocked ho gya yar, wo usko vapis bhuk lagi thi, wo mere upar aakar 69 position me mere penis ko chusne lagi or fir me b uski pussy ko chusne laga, or hum fir se excited hone. As a little girl dad was always there from when mum left us to find herself (what the hell does that mean anycase.) I was always comfortable around him in nothing more than a pair of nickers and a vest even being naked. I was going to school like any k**, dad would drop me off go to work, nan would pick me up take me to her house for tea, dad would pick me up later.This caried on until I was 14 when my nan died, we sold both houses and decided to move up the country, we found a great house near. The young man that was behind her saw that she was crying. He gently touched her on the shoulder and asked. "Miss, are you OK?" Keri jumped and pulled away at the touch. He asked her again if she was OK. "Ya, I guess so" Keri replied and wiped the tears from her eyes. "There's a coffee shop next door. Let me buy you a coffee and you can calm down a little." Keri hung her head and said OK. When the coffee was ordered Darrin introduced himself and Keri returned the gesture. Darrin saw.