.." She groaned while I stopped moving and I held her in my arms feeling her little body starting to relax.I fell over her exhausted. Wasted. Feeling ...her beneath me and her tears rolling down my neck, where her face was snuggling.I withdrew from her, making her wince, then I rolled on the bed, making her rest on top of me. I held her tight and felt her relaxing, her breath turning back to normal."Did I hurt you, little girl?" I asked looking down, lying on my back and crossing my hands beneath. I slowly removed the hooks of her blouse. I then caressed her breast and lightly pinched her nipple. They were rock hard like little pebbles. They were beautiful. I then unclasped the saree fold near her navel and slid down her saree. She was far better looking than all of the women her age and younger that I had been looking in the village. I admire her voluptuous body. At the same time I could see that she was admiring my body and my penis, which was now fully erect under my lungi. I kissed. ”“Sandra,” Charlie saw my lack of understanding, “- the tall one with the bob and the mole on her boob – has the hots for you.”“Was she the one who asked about my cock, or about my money?” I laughed, trying to defuse the situation.“Seriously, be careful Sam. Girls that age want to get laid and they are running out of time on this holiday. They didn’t dare do anything last night, and they’re going to be getting increasingly desperate and brave.”“You’re that age!”“Yeah, and look what happened to. He has just invited Lady Georgia for a drive in Hyde Park tomorrow morning. In the morning of all times, when his arm hurt the most. One year ago, Devon suffered a very painful reminder that accepting a challenge to a duel, whether by bet or otherwise, is extreme foolhardedness. More often than not, he is plagued by pain when first awakening in the morning. The Duke brought himself back to the day that the strange incident occurred. He was in the middle of a duel, and had his sword ready above.