I will not go in danger zone. Though I try but in a normal way when I came back I saw she was cleaning sofa with a cloth. I asked what happened; she r...eplied water bottle fell on sofa and I seen sofa is all wet at her corner so I said you sit this side I will sit on the wet side. As sofa are three seated so we can sit and movie already started so without thinking too much I sit on her side and put that pillow away to make space for her. She asked if I am comfortable or not and don’t sit on wet. All of the workers had the day off, as I had read in the newspaper, because of money problems. I was waiting as she walked between the buildings, and grabbed her as she went by. I stuffed the gag in her mouth right away, and pulled her inside. But, something felt wrong. When I grabbed her breasts, I could feel they were breast forms. I said, what the hell, but guessed what I would find between her legs. I could feel a cock and balls beneath her panties. I grabbed her by the throat and. His body was filthy, covered with dirt, scratches and streaks of dried sweat. His lopsided face, wrapped with blood-stained strips of leather, swelled hideously. The Light-Eye scarcely noticed his condition. Overcome by rage, he acted on instinct, and before anyone knew what was happening, his hand wrapped around the shaman’s throat. People shouted, pulling at his arm, his body, begging him, demanding him to stop, but he neither heard nor saw them. The Spiritwalker rasped, pleading for his life. She was calmed almost immediately when all he did was put his arms around her and hug her to him. He kissed her hair, but that was all."You've grown," he commented, bouncing his knee. "You weigh as much as a full grown doe." Papa!" she chastised him, but she burrowed into his chest."I missed you," he whispered."I thought you hated me," she sighed, letting the fear leak out of her in steady waves."I could never hate you," he said. "I loved you. I thought I loved you too much. I was ashamed that.