Despite I was being awkward at the lunch, we decided to have a walk in town to the riverside. We were about the same height and she was a bit bigger s...ze, which made me feel that she probably preferred a taller and stronger man than I was. But we talked a lot during the walk and at one point when we sat on the riverside, she kind of buried my hand in the sand and I found that was really cute of her. I couldn't move my eyes from her. And of course, as awkward as I was, we had a awkward ending of. ’ ‘You don’t know what you’re saying. I can’t make it go away,’ she sobbed. ‘I see him in my dreams. I feel him over and over again. It won’t go away.’ I slid closer to her, and held her in my arms. ‘Jolene, look at me.’ She turned and looked up at me. Her tear streaked face broke my heart. In that moment, I realized what a mask her sensual, sexual side was. She hid a deep reservoir of pain underneath it. I also realized how fragile she really was, and how, so far, I’d taken advantage of those. "Stop. Please." She stared at me, then at her cell phone. "Please." She sighed, sitting next to me once I sat down.Sighing, she says, "Malik?" I looked at her, innocence in my eyes. "Do you really wanna do this?" Yes," I cried, standing up. "I'll be alright, mom." But..." she wiped her eyes. "...you're already being bullied, Malik. And if anything were to happen between you and that boy--" It won't," I assured. "I promise. But...can I go out with Jordan? PLEASE?!"She thought, scratching her. Naani covered her mouth and asked her to stop screaming. Turning round and finding me there all totally naked, she made a dash for her clothes and made a futile attempt to cover her nudity.Naani introduced me to her. “this is the mohan ettan i told you about. Don’t worry, don’t be shy.” so saying she took my prick in her hand and showed it to her. “here see this! It is already more than three months since either of us tasted one of this. I can’t wait to taste it! Come girl, come and enjoy it..