'Catherine, I'm sorry about thatstupid bet at school but it was a long time ago. Let me buy you dinner?'she added hopefully. 'Abet is a bet, Helen,' ... said coldly. 'Didn't you say that in school? Now,lay down here.' Helen'sface was bright red as she reluctantly lay over my lap. 'Comfortable?' Iasked sarcastically, my hand resting on her bottom. A gasp escaped her asI jerked her skirt up and folded it back over her waist. A small triumphantfeeling ran through me as I examined her plump bottom. For fucks sake, you convinced her to put me into kindergarten a year early. I’m the youngest in my class, even some eighth graders are older then me so of course I’m having a hard time learning things. And on top of that, you all made my life miserable everyday. Riley belittled my intelligence, Ashley made fun of my appearance, and I came to school with a new bruise almost everyday because of you.” I shook my head just thinking about what she said, “I’m thirteen, have no friends but my art. I wanted to taste her soft, dark pussy! Shirley groaned as I kissed each thigh, nibbling softly on the soft skin around her pussy. She had shaved cleanly, and smelled heavenly as I gently pressed my lips around her clit sucking gently. Her smooth, toned belly rippled in pleasure as I fluttered my tongue. Her dark breasts shone softly in the sun, as I looked up into her eyes, still teasing her with my tongue. “That feels so good, don’t stop...” I slipped one finger into her soft folds, and. It was Dipty whom I hold. Dipty face was the last I saw, her voice the last I heard… thought Kartik. A senseless tragedy, Dipty death would later be described. It was simply a matter of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Yet if Dipty hadn’t been in that wrong place at just the wrong time, the bullet Dipty body took may well have struck its intended target, or some other unfortunate bystander. It might have hit Kartik._________________________Stage 2It was an early Friday evening at the.