I never would have thought that she would blame herself for my being attacked. It came right out of left field. She raised her head for a second from ...y chest and ran her hand gently over my stitches. Her red, watery eyes met mine briefly before she collapsed back onto me, bawling even harder.“Hey, CC, please stop. Butterfly, it’s not your fault. I wouldn’t change a thing about how I saved you. If it meant being attacked by them like that a thousand times over, I would still stop you from being. Don’t be in a rush, let them get chatty.”“Come on Rogers, I feel like shit,” she said.“Do you mean, you can’t pull your own weight?” I asked.“Fuck you Rogers,” she said as she turned right.After she went into the small variety store next door to the paper, I walked across the street to sit in the shade with my coffee. The coffee was barely warm, but that was good enough. I sat there in the heat of the day. Another old man came up and sat on the bench beside mine. I expected someone to do that.. "Okay, if it makes you happy. It's better than cheating on me, like Cheyenne did to me. Or what Dad did to you and Dinah did to Dad. You didn't know about that, but Dinah has been doing things behind Dad's back. He just found out about them and has kicked her out of the house. She is fighting the divorce, but she doesn't have a chance, since Dad caught her red-handed. That's what Dad told me."He hasn't found about Dinah and me. She pretended recently to be sympathetic to me about Cheyenne, and. What if dad comes up? I said don’t worry he is fast asleep. Now, please shut the door and she said. I did what was asked and came near her. My hand started folding her face slowly and I could see her body temperature increasing.I removed my t-shirt; her left hand was touching my right thigh. I continued for about 30 seconds or so and then untied her hair and after that, I slowly removed her sari completely; she was in blouse and petticoat only.We were sitting in front of each other without.