So we can’t go for it. A few weeks passed, finally, the day has come. We waited for months.I have a friend named Ravi. He is known by Swetha as well...because we used to hang out on weekends. So we decided he could be it and wanted him to join us. Then my parents went to the village for 2 days.I called Ravi to stay with me for the night. He came around 9 pm. Swetha used to stay in a hostel as she was a working woman. As Ravi came home, I told him to stay at home. I told Ravi I’ll get dinner for. But it couldn’t be. She didn’t remember passing through town walls and buildings or walking the rest of the way or even leaving the little cottage she had just stepped into. But she was there already and that was what was important. She rushed inside the temple. It was a huge building with big columns on its sides. Inside was empty. As she walked in she could hear the echo of her steps. The place did not feel as she imagined. She had always heard from the people of the village that the temple. He told me that Irene had not been happy when she saw the bite mark on Lenu’s leg and despite ‘my expert care’ wanted a second opinion and insisted on finding a clinic or somewhere so that a professional could have a look. He was almost apologetic that I might think they were ungrateful. “It’s just how she is. Irene doesn’t like to take any chances with our ‘innocent little girls’,” he added as an explanation.I thought to myself that from the brief time I had been with them that their behaviour. He smiled and nodded, making the quiet gesture again, and turned his attention back to my daughter.From where I stood I could see my daughter's body perfectly, legs spread wide open before me. Her pretty little peach had just a touch of hair above her thin pink pussy lips, not hiding her special place in any way. My cock throbbed in my pants and I had to reach down and adjust it in discomfort, just as Dr. Perkins turned once more, catching me in the act, yet he once again gave me the same wry.