We can go to dinner after.” “Okay, that sounds like fun.” I didn’t know if she meant the pics or dinner. Anyway, I had to get to work and woul... see her later. At the studio, Ashley was already there. She was warm and pleasant as always. Everything was in order and seemed like another normal day. Saturdays are usually busy and this was no exception. Nothing seemed out of place and Ashley and I worked as if nothing extraordinarily had happened. At lunch, we had an opportunity to talk. As we sat. Regardless of color. Very confusing. I kidnapped her. Yeah ... kidnapped her. She was 12 but looked like all the dancers and some of them were in their thirties."She's magic ... mesmerizing ... totally feminine but so ... agile ... Shit ... I was 17 ... lied my way into the Marines ... just five years older."As soon as she was off Bali she threw her arms around my neck and thanked me for saving her from an arranged marriage. Lombok is nearly as bad as Bali with their caste system, but Americans. . conversation... with your boss." Ex-boss," Tina said flatly. She turned away from the stranger and wiped the tears from her eyes. She was still shaking with anger and grief and felt uncomfortable to be seen like this."Yeah, ex-boss," he grinned. "Look, I just figured I might help you out, is all. What do you need the money for?"Tina glared at him. "None of your business," she said."Alright," he sighed. He reached into his jacket and produced a wallet, and began pulling out crisp bills.Tina's. I don’t know how I didn’t get pregnant sooner. We were fucking every day, usually twice a day, Uncle George was cumming inside my pussy, and we weren’t using any kind of birth control. I’m pretty sure both of us wanted me to get pregnant. I don’t think either of us was stupid enough to just ignore something like birth control. The funny thing was that Auntie May really wanted a baby, but in seven years of unprotected sex, just like Uncle George and I were having, Auntie May never got pregnant..