The figure had been travelling for many miles, and sought some shelter from the damp cold. As the figure continued down the road, they stumbled across...an abandoned village, seemingly untouched by any attack. The figure entered from the northern side of the village, as rain continued to pour out of the darken sky. There was no sign of the villagers who lived here, the road was clear, and flanked wither side were huts were people once lived. Some shut, and others simply left open. The figure made. You have a right to know about me." No one has a right to know anything you don't want them to," counseled the beautiful black wife."You both have been so wonderful I feel as if I could tell you anything."And for the next few minutes Marianne related her life with her parents, her father's repeated rapes, her marriage to Cornelius and his perversions, his death, her life as a prostitute with her mother and father pimping her out to anyone with the money and finally her pregnancy and the. They pushed her behind. Now, she was protected by several ladies standing in her front, but behind her were gangs of hungry men. All were waiting to make a move from the second she boarded the bus.Within the first brake itself, a guy was intentionally bumping on her. She had clenched the pallu with her one hand, and a sidebar from the other (being short in height)Soon enough, two guys were dry humping her ass with every brake, and she was not able to keep balance. She had to make the hard. And she said she can give me good company at least I wont feel bored at home, you was really happy by her words… I slept good at night and thinking of just if I can get a chance to get closer to her. Next morning everyone went out and she came with tea and told me to fresh up . I did and after we both sat together and started talking on common topics.I admired her you look beautiful and grown up. She just blushed and smiled. She said you too look handsome , we had breakfast and were alone at.