In the bus, while heading back to our homes, all were tired. Some of us were asleep. I decided to take the window seat in the last but one row.Next to...me was Rahul in his sports shorts and tee. He put his backpack on his lap and said that I was looking very hot. He couldn’t help but lust on me. He was feeling my thighs and I was feeling his. Before we know it, he was inside my leggings and me inside his shorts.He was slowly fingering me and I was stroking his dick. We kissed a bit. I showed him. As he did, he pulled me back more so that I was fully on the bed, still between his legs as he leaned against the headboard. He took my left leg and crossed it over his left knee, then once again indulged in my pussy. I scooted back a bit and my lower back hit his hard on. He gave off a small gasp when I did. It made him stop momentarily, but he got right back into fingering me, not missing a beat. When I started to get close, I began to buck my hips a tad. He seemed to be getting pleasure now. " Well I really didn't know what to do. Was she joking or should I take her at her word? What If I turned up and she told me it was all a silly game. How embarrassed I would be. I decided what the hell and at lunchtime I went out and bought some massage oil that smelled real good. Nervously I parked outside her house at 6:45pm and rang the bell. She opened the door in her dressing gown and said, "I thought you weren't coming." "I got delayed at the store," I said, "but here I am." She invited. I had no idea of what they were talking about.Apparently, I was seen playing with animals, and not killing them as they were a danger to our valley live stock. The animals were natural and local predators that fed on local rodents not livestock. If I had killed those animals, I explained, then we would be over run by rodents. This did not satisfy the local land owners and they demanded a suitable punishment of me of being killed instead of the animals. My Grandfather, in a bad mood that day,.