She said “I don’t have a sex life as my husband is an alcoholic”. I felt a bit sad then.The next day She calls me at 3 in the afternoon and we s...art talking random stuff. Post all the haywire talks she asks if we could go out for sometime today, to which I said yes and I take her for a ride down to local places in pune.She starts feeling really comfy and sticks to me rather closely. I feel awesome at this moment and I have a hard on then and there. Lately, we ride down to her house. I stop at. As I am reaching for it I feel someone behind me. He says not a word but runs his hand along my arm sending goose bumps down my body. “Do you know what I want?” he asked “No,” I said. The thoughts run though my head. I think that he is just joking around but then he turns me around pushing me up against the wall hard. He then proceeds to press up against me trying to kiss me. I resist him at first then I kiss him back. He reaches up the back of my shirt and unbuttons my bra. I think he was. My white-to-lavender hair blew in the breeze, practically glowing in the moonlight, two feet long even in a ponytail. My horns were shorter than everyone else there, barely stretching backwards past my pointed ears, indicating my younger age. My body markings were silver, and theirs a silver-blue. Like the other five around me, I wore navy blue war outfits, lightweight for agility, and silver lining to represent the North's most elite fighting squad."Akira, you may be our most experienced, but. I looked around mybrother was gone nowhere to be seen I was alone in this ride car speedingthrough the shopping centre dodging the crowds of people all around me, andall at once the car spun around and stopped at a doorway. Stood before mewas a little girl of maybe 9 years of age. Very slim with her dirty blondehair tied back and pink vest top on with dark blue jeans. She looked at meand I looked at her then suddenly she spoke. But the voice that came fromthis girl was not that of a 9 year.