I wanted there to be no distractions and get lost in this experience. For some odd reason, instinctively, I knew what to say and do. I lifted the nigh...ie to the curve of her back and exposed her ample sized bottom. Wow, I thought. “So why is it that you called me here with such urgency?” I asked in sharp tone. “Because I’ve been bad,” she quickly replied. “Uh huh, and WHY have you taken so long to finally meet with me?” I asked with the thick, soft brown belt clutched in my hands. “Because I. . Unfinished. I had to do something, but I didn't know what. Bambi was out there, angry with me, disappointed maybe, and probably worried. She could go to jail, I realized, if anyone ever found out about her little sex parties.I didn't hate her. I'd never tell anyone about Bambi, as long as she never tried to hurt me or Julie with those stupid pictures. Let her worry for a few days and when nothing happened, when my mom didn't knock on her door, or most especially when the police didn't break. In fact I was little sceptical as she behaved more like afraid of me that I would leave her and go away. The two years have been passed by know the change is my sister in that time 17 years old who is younger than me of two years started asking my suggestions in her daily things. She even asked my permission to go shopping and what to study in future etc.Since I was the only male in the family I slept in the veranda, it is common for the men of house to do that. When monsoon season comes I go. She had gone into the adventurers’ guild that morning, looking for the strange man in his chain-mail armor. What had happened after that?“Hi, I’m Tempest, and I’m a monk off to look for adventures!” A half-naked man proudly declared out of the blue, flexing his arms in an apparent effort to look strong.What kind of caravan is this? Vennoa shook her head to clear the cobwebs, and looked around. Besides her, there were three other people seated in the caravan, all men. They didn’t look startled.