He then started inserting his finger inside but I was having a burning due to my periods which I said him later because I did not wanted to stop thing...s which were started. Seeing few blood stains on his finger, we both stopped and left.This same things went for few more days and then the D day came. I was at my friends place due to some project and had decided to stay for an overnight. Around 12 at night Param called me up and said that you are out for house and staying at my friends which is. "This is my dolly. Her name is Benjamin." Benjamin is a boy's name," Auntie Jean observed."Mommy says that in this house all the boys wear dresses," explained MaryJane."A wise decision, I'm sure." Mary Jane, why don't you get your crayons and coloring book and showAuntie Jean how nicely you color?" Ok, Mommy, come on Benjamin, let's get our colors." Mary Jane soonreturned and began coloring at the table."Mary Jane, can you set the table like a big girl? Set cups and saucersand spoons for Auntie. .to me and I am sure even more so for her?They all wandered to the pool tables with Sally wearing only these brief blue bikini panties and her big breasts swaying back and forth so sinfully erotic, with about a dozen young black men following, all waiting and wanting to see just what would happen and with the possibility of nasty sex with incredibly buxom full figured older woman, one that seemed to have no problem being naked in front of so many young black men!The guy after racking up the. If we don't assert our truth, it may again be relegated to fantasy. But the truth won't go away. It will keep surfacing until it is recognized. Truth will outlast any campaigns mounted against it, no matter how mighty, clever, or long. It is invincible. It's only a matter of which generation is willing to face it and, in so doing, protect future generations from ritual abuse. Young girls are like helpless c***dren in the hands of amorous men, whatever is said to them is true and whatever.