Ink drop part 1
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m my sleep. Took a
s if she wanted me to g
el like I'm not like every day, or m
en pity on me, for I had been t
lowly open
just fel
I could feel the sun'
! I was amazed that
urse my wakefulness, I wou
woke me up to
er will get me bac
and as soon as it was removed, my features
o me, and she too had just slept, and how I asked her
I forced her to sleep naked to see her li
uent judge? They always call me s
matured; She still enjoys the innocence of her childish features even though she is in her mature youth stage. Then I
ld take a shower and get dressed. I piti
aw that it was filled with our clo
n't make a sound so as not to bother her. Also, I do
et, walking on tiptoe.
de the water run down my body hard; I felt the parts of my body relaxed for a moment,
was feeling guilty, I don
nd it was still gushing over me; So I wondered to myself! Why am I s
r, and perhaps I would succeed in finding a
rised? Is there forbidd
ill my eyes with th
and my body, what I have hidden from others i
say to
, my instincts were able to take possession of me, a
me? Why did God create me for her? As long as in the end I did not all
! I didn't do anything but I colle
still wondering; I even think ab
was just reading a case file of
he case and how they were arrested
the situation, its circumstances, o
by repeating it in ever
that the female detainee
ice, and none of them came to
s their time out of lust because they are not married, or perhaps because t
ause they know they will not be punishe
e talk of some girls; I mean whores. I found
n by force, but rather she was practic
state in which I am is excessive frankness, she was telling her confessions with pleasu
ted by being in t
that in the prison room she exposed herself to the prisoners th
the investigation report, that poverty kills
l purpose, which is pleasure, and pove