This is a 100% real story and has happened over many years.To tell briefly about me, I’m 5’9, having an average body and looks, with absolutely no...fat at all. I’m highly educated and have studied in two of the premier institutes of India.Coming to the story, this story is about Suhani, a cousin sister of mine. This story started when I was 12 and was completed when I was 20. She used to live in Vijayawada, and I used to live in a small town during my childhood. During my school days, we used to. I'm not a cop, so don't worry. I have only one interest in being here. That is to locate and save Rose Seabold.Killer: What do you mean?Wes explained about the investigation and where it stood when the computers had been breached. Killer understood the ramifications instantly.Wes: Someone wants to cover up the Church Camp involvement, or make sure the name of the person who protected the Assassin never comes to light. Either way Rose Seabold is expendable under their plan. I and my friends. His back was to the door, and he did not see, or apparently hear, me come in. I almost closed the door but then thought again about it. There was no command to go away, and in the past there was some acceptance of me in their bathroom spaces which allowed me to overcome by built-in privacy considerations. I paused, and called out."Raif," I said. "Where do you keep the vanilla?" He didn't hear me. So I walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. To say that I surprised him could hardly be. I had the rape baby in my belly and would carry on having the rape baby inside me until I gave birth. I really hated the idea that I was going to have to have a rape baby.The next few days dragged as I watch in dismay as my belly began to firm up and pushed further out. I went shopping for new clothes and bras. Then as I waited for the bus back home an old woman came up to me, and proceed to pat my belly, telling me just how lucky I was. Then she walked away, leaving me confused and somewhat.