But I still don't think it was right that he treat me thisway."And what you want more than anything is for me to just let you go andleave you to it?" ...e probes."Yes." Please do let me go, I think. But I know from the way he'sbehaving right now. Were I to beg for it, it would just increase hispleasure to deny it."Well you know what?" he continues harshly. "Sometimes I think itwould be funny if I did. Release you into the wild. In spite of thewaste. But sadly I can't." I don't understand." Now. Our little game would be in private - hidden from the neighbors view by the fence.The game had been going on for a few minutes and all of us were starting to sweat from the strenuous activity. Then I noticed a very pleasant trend.When Abigail threw the ball to me, Beth would try to block it by grabbing my arms in a more than friendly manner. Also, she was holding on to me far longer than was necessary.Each time we struggled for the ball, once she had grabbed me, I would feel the heat of her. That day I went alone and saw her. She was looking at me smiling and I turned away from her. She came to me and said she wanted me to come to her house. I was surprised and also very happy. I went to her home on a Saturday and she wore only a bra and a panty. She noticed that I was surprised and said she only wore those dress when she was home. I sat inside and she made me a cup of coffee. She went to take a swim and I began looking at her big house in which she was alone. I searched her draw. Daddy munda uthei lungi kadhi dei dekhuthanti. Momi hasi hasi di hatare banda ku dallu thile. Budha banda soi thila. Daddy lungi khuli dele. Momi hatare banda ku dalu thile. Banda pella majhire munha rakhi momi jibha marile. Gua ku patire purei khaile. Daddy nka banda dhire dhire uthu thila. Tapare momi Banda ku patire purei chusile. Pura banda ku patire purei chusuthile. Kichi samaya chusila pare banda ta tike thia hela. Daddy momi ku tani nei sadhi blouse khuli dele. Momi doodha ta bada bada.