" Chair?" she asked. "What chair? I'm tied to a table!" No, silly, it's a chair!" Nica giggled.She pushed a button and hidden motors hummed quietly as...the table folded itself into a chair and folded Gwen into a sitting position. As it did so, another strap slipped across her forehead and pulled it back tight, something hard and cold pressing against the base of her skull."See!" Nica exulted. "I told you! Smart girls are so silly!"Gwen was horrified. How long had it taken to turn her childhood. I was enjoying. I then came and sat very close to the sofa on ground and asked uthao nighty.She did and I could not see nothing. I asked her pura andhera hai. She said mobile ka torch use karo. I said good idea and switched mobile light on and she lifted her nighty properly and you will not believe it. What a scene and my throbbing pulsating penis gave up and wet my pants. Then I moved my hand inside her nighty and mami said baas huwa and she got up. She said now tell me is it good? I said yeah. She’s quick to confirm that is the case with her, too, though I see a little wistfulness in her eyes when she says that. Like it could be more if we weren’t in such strange positions. This is the absolute worst time to be three years apart in age. She knows her letter is coming in April. She’ll do her National Service while I’m still in school but then I’ll have to do mine. Everything is out of sync.Worse than that, though, is that I feel a little guilty about having this kind of relationship. When they had finished with me they left me lying under that big tree, my breast bare and my legs wide open. I don't know how long I lay there but I was very late by the time I got home.I never even considered complaining to the police or even to my parents, I just thought it was just something guys did to girls like me. Although the whole experience was painful and humiliating it was that image that came to me while I worked my own fingers between my legs. Again and again my body shook in.