”I turned to Nalani. I had the cloth, with ice cubes still in it, in my hand as I moved it under the table. My hand pushed down between her legs to ...pen them wide when she spread them a bit. I had the place in my head pull out the energy needed to keep her from being able to scream, slap me, or even talk above a whisper.As I pushed the cloth against her bare pussy and held it there, I told her, “You aren’t going to try to blame this on Molly. Curt and Candice finally had their back braces. When you guys took over guardianship, did you sign or did Leesha sign, or both?"My face lit up because I knew where he was going with it. "I signed it. Leesha wasn't even there."Chet looked directly at Sally. "There ya go pretty lady." He pointed in my direction. "You're all his, legally." He clasped his hands in triumph. "Next problem?"Sally smiled wide, and moved to the edge of her seat. "Just like that? I don't have to go with Leesha to France?" It was the first time I'd ever heard her use. Oh! Black colourer bra er bhetor duto dasa doodh bondho hoe chilo, ami bra er opor theke dudhe hat bolate suru kori, Anita ekhon ektu chokh bondho kore amar hathe dudh tepa khachhilo ar jore jore nishas nichhilo.)Anita : aaaaah! Prashant, ektu jore tepo….boro aram lagche go……aaaaaah!!Ami : thik ache (ebar ektu jore jore tipte laglam)(Anita’r mukh diye tokhono sei aoaj berochhe……aaaaaaah!!aaaaaah!! Jore jore tepo, chire phelo dutoke)Anita : Prashant, amar bra ta khule dao, diye tepo. Aro moja. " Just fine?" her father asked.Cindy smiled. The teen knew the less she said, the better. It wouldn't be hard for her to make up boring stories about nature hikes and basket-weaving when her real memories were so much more interesting."Yeah, fine. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be."Her parents looked at each other. Cindy knew that they'd talked to Mrs. Grotten in the headmistress' office for a few minutes before Cindy was called down from her dorm, but the girl knew the Grotten had kept.