The next morning when I woke up it was already 9 in the morning. I was shocked to know that I had slept till that time but realized that the hard work...of night had taken its toll on me. When I came out of my room wearing just a short, I found that my cousin has left for her school and aunty was ready to leave. She was dressed in a red saree with her usual attire and she was looking damn sexy in that contrasting colour saree. Well even though I have seen her nude body just a day before but that. She lay on the ground, where she would remain for some time while her mind was bent and reshaped by the magic he had forced upon her. While he waited he sifted through her belongings, discarding all that he didn't need want and keeping things he thought he could use. He thought of using the elf whore while she was catatonic, but decided against it, she'd be more fun awake. To pass the time he examined the wounds he'd inflicted upon her, already pale flesh was re-knitting itself closed, leaving. Often, Beck's would go upstairs and have a her break with Ellie and one evening, my workmate Melvin was upstairs, having a skive, taking his phone as he often did. He was able to eavesdrop a conversation he heard them both having in the canteen one evening break. They were having a "who would you want to shag?" chat that they sometimes did. The annoying thing about all this was Melvin didn't let on to me until weeks after I had finished the job!!!When put on the spot, it was Ellie who hinted. Sugar and spice and all things nice for the most part. And the niceness of it: the shiny-haired, clear-skinned, smooth-limbed innocent perfection of it the unknowing knowledge of their little gaits and glances, their total self-absorption and god knows what womanly wickedness going on underneath. It fills the dirty old onlooker with something darker and more delightful than mere lust. The thought in my mind this early spring afternoon is neither death nor the maiden, but the tall so-whatness.