The young boy, sheltered between them, was unscathed.***Baton Rouge 1910After a brief spell in hospital, I went with my uncle Milton to live with his ...prawling family in Louisiana, in the Shreveport area. He and my aunt Rebecca were kind to me and I have fond memories of my days there, but the violent manner that my parents had been taken from me was a continual wound in my mind.When it came time to leave school and go to college, I debated what to do. Milton wanted me to join him in his. But I wasn’t ready to prove myself a slut. He pulled me by my arms and made me sit on the table. He sat down and spread my thighs wide. He looked on my clean shaved pussy directly and spread its lips.He said, “Brown lips and pink inside, nice combinations.” I was red with shame when he kissed my pussy and started to lick it. Though I wasn’t interested in him, it still sent a shock to my spine. He licked my pussy for 2-3 minutes and then stood up.He started to teach Rishab again, telling him. I was giving Bernardi a tour of the plane and then the hangar when Ambassador Dansky arrived with the two cars that I suggested he bring. Both were full when I put the last box in.The forklift began the task of sorting out the medicines for tomorrow’s trek to Nimule. The meds were going to be divided between both choppers and loaded today.I was not going to leave part of it in the hangar like the food we had brought. I wanted the docs to have the meds and be responsible for it. I would feel bad. "Look, we're going to take you back to our camp. We'll look for your clothes later as soon as we know the farmer's not looking for you." "Me?" I squeaked."Yes, you, you were making all the game birds take flight before you. A sure sign of a fox or a poacher. Enough to attract him out with his gun." Oh!" I sighed the innocent implications of my misdemeanour slowly dawning on me."Yes, and he's a randy bastard by all accounts. The stories are rife with him excepting blow jobs instead of an arrest.