When the bus stopped at our village, it was quite dark. The “Lady” asked me to hold her hand. I call her “Lady” because I do not know her name.
“Beti, I forgot to take my electric torch. Wll you hold my hand? I cannot see clearly.”
She is very taciturn and never talked to me, though we always came by the same bus. She never mixed up with our village community.
Today, she asked me to come in, when we reached her home. As she proceeded to make tea I helped her, in spite of her protests.
“Good tea.” She complimented. “Let me know about your family.”
“Only my mother and sister. She is studying in tenth standard”
“Come to me when you feel like. I like you.”
Thus we became family friends.
Occasionally, an elderly gentleman visited her. Once he talked to me and I liked him. He used to give me romantic novels to read. I was only sixteen and was naturally attracted by such stories. Once he invited me for tea in the town restaurant. He spent lavishly. I enjoyed all those sweet delicacies, which were beyond my reach. I was working as a sales girl in the town.
Lady did not know of our friendship.
“Beti, I forgot to take my electric torch. Wll you hold my hand? I cannot see clearly.”
She is very taciturn and never talked to me, though we always came by the same bus. She never mixed up with our village community.
Today, she asked me to come in, when we reached her home. As she proceeded to make tea I helped her, in spite of her protests.
“Good tea.” She complimented. “Let me know about your family.”
“Only my mother and sister. She is studying in tenth standard”
“Come to me when you feel like. I like you.”
Thus we became family friends.
Occasionally, an elderly gentleman visited her. Once he talked to me and I liked him. He used to give me romantic novels to read. I was only sixteen and was naturally attracted by such stories. Once he invited me for tea in the town restaurant. He spent lavishly. I enjoyed all those sweet delicacies, which were beyond my reach. I was working as a sales girl in the town.
Lady did not know of our friendship.
I learned that the lady and the gentle man, who sometimes visited her, are friends and intended to marry, after he retired, because he didn’t like to stay away after marriage. He had inherited wealth, in addition to his five figure salary.
Slowly, our attachment thickened and once he took me to Ooty, without the knowledge of the lady. We shared the same room. I was very excited as I had never experienced sex.
He removed all cloths, except his underpants and lay almost touching my body. I wanted him to do it but he remained calm. He wanted to see me undress. That was all. I felt disappointed.
He told me I was a minor. He loved me; but we cannot marry till I became eighteen.
I then lay on his broad chest and kissed him. He became warm. He held my breast in his cupped hand and pressed it gently. My whole body vibrated with passion and I pleaded: be quick!
He then entered into the dark tunnel inside me and soon it was soon filled with a soapy, sticky, fluid, of which I had no idea…I liked the smell!
After the Ooty trip, he told me to quit my job. I was appointed as his cook, with good wages.
I was now calm as I was no more curios about the forbidden fruit.
As soon as I became eighteen, I secretly married the old man and became rich.
Perhaps the lady sensed what had happened and became dull and gloomy, brooding all the time. She cannot be jealous, as she loved me as a daughter. But, as I began to rule, without her consent, she must have lost her moorings and ended her life, by hanging from the ceiling fan.
He was away, when this happened. I told everything to the police.
Slowly, our attachment thickened and once he took me to Ooty, without the knowledge of the lady. We shared the same room. I was very excited as I had never experienced sex.
He removed all cloths, except his underpants and lay almost touching my body. I wanted him to do it but he remained calm. He wanted to see me undress. That was all. I felt disappointed.
He told me I was a minor. He loved me; but we cannot marry till I became eighteen.
I then lay on his broad chest and kissed him. He became warm. He held my breast in his cupped hand and pressed it gently. My whole body vibrated with passion and I pleaded: be quick!
He then entered into the dark tunnel inside me and soon it was soon filled with a soapy, sticky, fluid, of which I had no idea…I liked the smell!
After the Ooty trip, he told me to quit my job. I was appointed as his cook, with good wages.
I was now calm as I was no more curios about the forbidden fruit.
As soon as I became eighteen, I secretly married the old man and became rich.
Perhaps the lady sensed what had happened and became dull and gloomy, brooding all the time. She cannot be jealous, as she loved me as a daughter. But, as I began to rule, without her consent, she must have lost her moorings and ended her life, by hanging from the ceiling fan.
He was away, when this happened. I told everything to the police.
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