.. it's not right," he said."I don't get it," she answered back."No male should ever treat a girl that way. It's wrong. Sorry if I scared you when I h...t him, I tried to get him to back away without fighting." he said apologetically.Samantha looked at him with what could only be described as awe. Never had she encountered such a boy, well man really. Most boys their age pretended to be nice to get into girls' pants, and then they became the assholes they were to begin with.The food came shortly. Victoria sat at her seat, she slid forward a touch, just enough to raise her skirt slightly higher, just showing the bottom of the lace around her stockings. As the train rattled along the tracks Victoria could feel the weight of the stranger's stare. She could also feel that her boobs now free from the support of her bra, were free to gently bounce inside her shirt in time to the trains movement.Victoria looked over at the stranger again, this time he did not notice her gaze at first, and. He convinced her to stop by his shop and he had sex with her there in the back after closing. After a few times in his shop she went to his house and then wherever they could regularly do it. We drank more pegs and he told me he wanted to break it off many times in the beginning but she just got attached. Then off he went upstairs and I went outside.The next day I called in sick so I could view everything in private. Plus there were maybe 8 or 9 long videos 2 or 3 in HD. The Polaroids were the. I remember milking the cows with her, sweeping the sheds, gathering wild mushrooms in the forest and clinging to her skirts as she cast grain amidst frightening hordes of poultry.My father was a modest trader and farmer. He raised me with tenderness and love and imparted to me the tenets of the most holy faith. He taught me to read and we would spend edifying nights by the fireside, our great tom cat Pierre dozing in my lap, pondering the scriptures and the lives of the saints.I learned also.