Her eyes never left his, for a thirteen year old girl, she seemed to hang on every word he said. As they left the cafe, she grabbed his arm tightly, s...uggling up to him, claiming it was "sooooo cold". And now, she was lying in bed next to him and he realized that she had put on perfume. He hadn't smelled any at dinner, or when he walked into the room immediately behind her. She must have put it on when he was up making the calls. Bob was a little stunned by this revelation, and more than. Her boobs were firm and of perfect shape and an asset to die for. She had a waist length thick black hair with a shade of golden color in the lower part. So whenever she would make a pony, her pony would appear having a golden shade. That afternoon, when she came home with all her luggage, I was standing at my door. The moment I saw her, I was awestruck. But I controlled my emotions and just said hi and left from there. I couldn’t help noticing her boobs and loose pony. I had to spend extra. It isn’t often that we’d find someone willing to risk all for a stranger”And he was right, I was risking a lot. I’d been warned that the thought-speech from my other minders wouldn’t work underground. I was genuinely putting myself on the line. I pointed out that they hadn’t been much help when I was stabbed either; though saying I would be in no worse a position was not much of a comfort.The one thing, the one cheat, I allowed myself was to demand an electric torch from the aliens. After lots. "Okay, girls," Frank addressed the victims. "Let's bend over the backs of these chairs."Come on. No stalling!" one of the girls warned.Blushing and wriggling with a girlish naughtiness that made them look and feel all the more juvenile, the two blushing victims moved over to the chairs. Both of them kept their eyes lowered and Frank noticed that their pretty, nylon-clad knees were on the verge of buckling. As he motioned for them to bend over, the two of them bent over the backs of the chairs.