Often, I feel I am the only black sheep of my family whose record otherwise is impeccable. My only weakness is SEX. This I discovered long back when I...was a teen. I am a teetotaller, neither smoke and don’t even take tea or coffee (at times during winter).My hobbies included mountaineering, rock climbing, and trekking. I loved hills, forests and the primitive lands of Bihar and Chattisgarh and its natives. And I felt more comfortable with the tribals rather than the members of the so-called. When you did, you smiled at my eagerness, noting the large wet patches where my milk had leaked since I last pumped. You slipped two fingers into my cunt, noting that it, too, was dripping. Arousal spiked through me; I could feel the milk leaking out and soaking into the thin fabric of my dress. I swallowed hard as you told me to undress and wait on all fours in the living room.I didn't have to wait long. I heard laughter, and then you came into the room, followed by four men I'd never seen. The beating the younger Jorge was given was so bad that he had to go to the hospital.The legal system didn't believe the young migrant Mexican over an upstanding white, prosperous, citizen of the community. Caleb saw the new rapes, while in juvenile detention, until Jorge learned to defend himself. He learned so well, and so violently, that the other inmates learned to leave him alone.Caleb felt Jorge's satisfaction a few years later. He was sitting in a very public place, with one of his women. We’ll have to break it,” said Sam. “We’ll never get a footing any sense otherwise. But I’ve no idea how deep it is, we’ve dug down one side and it looks to go down a ways.”“How much d’you think it’ll cost?”Sam mentioned a figure at which James blanched.“That’s more than the contingency sum. And we’re not even out of the ground. Oh well, you’d better go ahead.”Sam turned to the JCB driver. “Put the breaker on and go for it.”For the next half hour James and Sam stood in the site office discussing.