Once we had a short conversation about sex on phone so I knew she was also interested in sex.Now let’s come to story. It was a Navratri in October t...his year we had planned to go for it so she had dressed in traditional with a backless choli and ghagra, she was looking damn hot sexy. I thought if we were in a room would have fucked her for sure, and I think luck favored me and suddenly there was a heavy rain so we didn’t go to ground but we were in a car boozing around and the weather was. ’ ‘You provoked them!’ ‘I suppose we couldn’t have stayed longer with the tribe we met by the river five moons ago if you’d not been so fucking prissy with your pussy…’ ‘It was because you tried seducing the men that the women forced us to leave…’ ‘How can you blame me for being a slut, when you’re the biggest slut that’s ever lived?’ Considering that Demure had in a sense just complimented her by the ethical standards of her own now-extinct tribe, Glade wasn’t at all sure how she should retort. We were kind of lost in each other.We stayed like that for several songs until one of the men Barb works with asked to cut in. Jane looked at him smiled. “Nope,” she said. “He’s not sharing.”He looked disappointed, but nodded and told me I was lucky. Don’t I know it.We left the dance floor after that song ended and went to the bar to get something to drink. She wasn’t 21 until June, but she ordered Champagne and no one questioned her. I got a bottle of water, still holding to the promise not to. We were just about to call the police." Give me a second to look around before you do. You never know who the officer in charge is going to be."Jeff took a Palm Pilot out of his pocket and walked through the apartment. Every once in a while, he would stop and make a notation in his PDA. He finally ended up at the girl's remains. "Poor baby, who did this to you?"Jeff lowered his head toward the girl's womanhood as if he were going to kiss her. "She was raped. Let me call this one in. You guys.