“His mom had slight fever when I left in the evening, amma; she was planning on sleeping early (obviously a lie). You can talk with his dad, I guess...” Even as I said that, I wondered why Janani was insistent on them talking to their dad rather than mom.“I’ll speak to him and explain to him”, was all Janani told us when we asked her how she’ll convince her dad. “Arre but how? You need to convince him that Anjan will be going for this class, and that I need to stay with you guys for the. ”“Well, tell me. Did it work?” Stacey said with a hint of a smile in her voice.“No. It didn’t,” I sent off to her as a retort. “I just have a good imagination. I just think I’m here in your bedroom with you.”“Oh, really,” came her reply. “Well, let me feed your imagination a little.”Now I vividly remembered her being a Poltergeist and the “Wax on -- Wax off,” trick she had pulled with the lights in the operating room just before the surgical team arrived to harvest my kidney for her. But what. She looked happy when she said goodbye to me this morning, so maybe she got fucked by him. I lay there wondering if I was better at sucking his cock or if mom was better at sucking his cock? She has had more years of experience than I had and she always seems to enjoy it.I was loving sucking cock, just like her I suppose. The thought of sucking another boys cock or a mans cock never crossed my mind until a few days ago, when Mr Byrne drugged me and rapped me. Now I was enjoying sucking cock, in. I was kidnapped. I was going to be tortured until my daddy came up with ransom money. That shouldn’t be a problem. Daddy would do anything for his angel. Yes, I was a spoiled little girl. I always got what I wanted, and when I didn’t I would just be mad at daddy for a few days and he would cave and give it to me anyway. Where was daddy now? Did he know I was kidnapped? Was he trying to get me back already? If only I knew. But I hope it happens quick and I hope they catch these gorilla.