Waking up the morning after, I’d been gifted with finding Amelia still in my bed, curled up next to me. I’d been gifted to be able to study her as...she slept. There was, in her face, an innocent purity I associated with some of the very greatest child actors; Shirley Temple, Dakota Fanning, just prettier. Amelia, quiet and relaxed in sleep, was younger, her face missing the influence of her personality. Small nostrils flared gently with each silent breath. Short, dark hair, still roughly cut,. “Yes.” He paused and snatched up his phone. While he was dialing, he said, “I’ll just check.”So, we twiddled thumbs while he checked. Conversation over he smiled and asked, “Non residents?”That meant a call to Immigration.They wanted to know why The University of Otago was interested in political refugees.“We have to go to school. Your laws make no exception for smart. We have nearly a half year before we’ll be fifteen. And you told us we had better be in school come Autumn. It’s January .... He lay on top of me pinning me down on bed for about 5 mins so I could cover over the initial pain. When the pain subsided a bit I again pleaded, “Please Sanju dheere karna” I didn’t realize that only half of his dick was inside me till he gave another mighty stroke and buried his cock deep to the hilt in me.I again started to shout but this time he squeezed my tits hard, lay on me and sealed my lips with his by putting his tongue in me. I was forced to bear that insufferable pain. Tears again. Beth had left her card with Lucy so she dialed the number right away to leave a message."Hello?" She's there! Thank goodness she works out of her home thought Lucy."Beth? Lucinda Wyatt here. I need to see you as soon as possible. It's very important." Lucinda? It must be important. I've just come from there. What has happened?" Please, I can't talk on the phone," said Lucy. "May I come to see you today? Right away?" Well, certainly if it's that important. Give me an hour to change and clean up.