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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