‘All and more,’ he laughed gutturally as the blade winked light back at him, agreeing in its own silent way. And then he scowled as it reflected t...he image of the girl he had oh so carefully chosen running up the stairs behind him. A deep, ugly growl escaped his throat and he turned to give chase, clumsily stumbling over the uneven dirt floor. She was almost through the door of the fruit cellar, the door that he had forgotten to lock this time. She turned, seeing him rushing at her, almost on. " She waited until I'd re-settled into a more comfortable position before she resumed her tale."I am originally from a gypsy clan that roamed southern Europe and into Asia. I Saw things from the time I was born and became my clan's special secret, a prize beyond value, especially when we dealt with outsiders." Her expression suddenly darkened."One day, we were passing through a town, offering our services, meeting with people to share the news of the world. Back then, there wasn't any other way. She'd never done that before, had always cooperated with them in an attempt to get the sessions over and all the boys satisfied, as quickly as possible. And of course her own excitement and orgasms would make a lie of any such pleas. But she agreed to try to protest. I told her this would be in case there were police questioning of the boys and her, if it came to that; she could claim she'd wanted them to stop, and they'd refused .. making it a clear case of ****. I didn't mention the. Ruth frowned when she saw the man walk directly towards the youngsters. She frowned because she had just finished reading a cautionary article in The American Library Journal. The article was all about a new type of sexual deviants who used the library as a fishing ground for young boys.Ruth’s suspicions were further heightened when the man seemed to focus on a particular boy. The boy was small in stature and walked with a pronounced limp. Ruth stood up and quickly followed when the man and boy.