My father slapped me right in front of everyone and asked me to seek forgiveness from guruji. I refused.Meanwhile guruji came forward and spoke to eve...yone that “He has forgiven me, the reason for my accusation is that some ghost has taken over my body, and he will ask god for forgiveness, even though he have accused me , I wish him great fortune, I wish he will live happily ever after” and he kissed my hand.I was stunned by his performance. (some thoughts went through my mind… ‘is he really a. I could expect to be dizzy, have problems with my vision, and even experience nausea. Lovely. If I were lucky, my attacker would be standing close enough that I could throw-up on his shoes.After Anna accused me of torching a truck, the idea that she told someone to attack me seemed a stretch. My attacker’s verbal abuse felt personal, so I didn’t believe the two were connected. I couldn’t waste time in the hospital. I had to find my Dad, and then the locket. I needed to heal this wound.I focused. I'd once seen Cary Grant do that in an old movie. Looked good on him.She looked at me imploringly, as if I might read her mind and answer her question. I remained silent. Very uncharacteristic of me."OK, OK... here's the deal," Jean finally rushed on. "I remembered that I'd promised to model them for you, so I got em out and tried them on again this morning... " She hesitated."And?" I prompted, watching the color rise in her cheeks, looking at her full lips, wanting to kiss her again."And they. I gasped when I felt his fingers close around my nipple, squeeze it gently, and felt frustrated that he was making no move to take off my panties, pushing my hand between us I felt for the flies of his trousers, forcing the zip open with excited fingers then reaching in to pull his cock into the open.His flesh was hard and fully erect as I finally closed a hand around it, he made a little growling sound in his throat when I started to rub my hand up and down his length, squeezing it gently as I.