Well, I didn't want to get my hopes up too high.It was time to move on, we still had two more caves to look into. The time involved would depend on wh...ther we had more of the Asparagus monsters to deal with, or even worse things, for that matter.The next cave was like the previous one with the Asparagus in front of the cave. I suddenly wondered what was hidden in the depths of the cave that warranted so much protection for it. Dammit, I wanted to know! We had moved on before I had that thought,. Bad things happen to girls a lot younger than me every day. I'll get through it."Like I said, she's a very smart kid. And she's very, very brave.I said, "Yes, bad things happen to young girls all of the time. But not usually with the help of their mothers."Heather sighed. She was still leaning back with her eyes closed. She reached for my hand and said, "You aren't helping him. I know you'd protect me if you could. That's one scary dude in there and we both know it. And he would put you in jail. This would not be your quick story, so read ahead expecting the same, it has the background and the story slowly built up. This being my first story, I would welcome and appreciate all your reviews and advices via email on . The incident in this story is absolutely true and I would withhold names for obvious privacy reasons.I am currently 22 years old and the girl, though my senior is of the same age. Being in the same institute. We had contact on social media, one day I casually struck up. The pup seemed to hear her cries, but could he understand? Both seemed lost, unable to determine the origin of the other’s calls. We stood on the stern of the Ginny Lee, nets piled at our feet like sweaty clothing torn off after a hard day’s work. We watched the pup play sweetly with our buoy, occasionally remembering to mewl to his mother, and we watched the adult keep pace with him at an anxious distance and beg his return. It could not have been long that this drama danced before us, but on.