Charlotte held up a plastic pitcher, and the girl shyly extended the cup. After the third refill, the girl set the cup on the bedside table and regard...d Luisa calmly. “Ku-aya,” she said in a soft soprano.“Ku-aya,” Luisa repeated with a nod. She placed her hand on Charlotte’s shoulder. “Charlotte,” and, placing her hand on her own chest again, “Luisa.”“Char-lot?” the girl tried, and Charlotte nodded. “Lu-issa?” Luisa nodded in turn. “Me-a ga?” Ku-aya paused and looked at each of them again.. After a couple of days, I thought of thanking her for what she did for me. So I bought a box of chocolates and went to her home to give it. I rang the doorbell and she was wearing her jogging attire , probably ready to go for her jog. She was looking very very sexy. I gave her the box and thanked her. She looked so happy and welcomed me in. She bought me a glass of water and sat besides me. She enquired about my ankle and asked if it was better now. I said “I had such a beautiful doctor taking. Or ... or mine.” He turned on his heels and sprinted from the shrine.“Hilgrun!” Lishaka called, hot on his heels.“By Desire’s wrinkled asshole,” Hilgrun cursed, bringing up the rear.They say it is fear which gives men wings. Others think that hope may have a similar power. But all Hilgrun knew was that Rhys was desperate and desperate men did stupid things. Praying to all gods in hearing range, she pleaded that no looters or brigands were lurking in or around the village. Those types always. “I can’t fucking believe this. That sick son of a bitch.” she stared at me as if to say something but didn’t.“Listen Paige, don’t be so hard on him. It’s really not that uncommon.”“Oh really? Does your Dad wanna fuck you?” there was a sarcastic tone in her voice and I figured it best not to tell her that I was an orphan. “Um, is that his cum?” her glare shifted to my mindlessly open thighs.“Oh, sorry.” I pulled my robe closed again but the idea of her seeing her Daddy’s cum seeping from my slit.