We kissed again, then I pulled away saying"I can not do this. I came to see Bethan."As I was getting up to leave she said, "You will have Bethan. We b...oth love you." As if on cue, the door opened and Bethan entered, running to me, we hugged. Lyndsey quickly said she had told me everything. Bethan's smile confirmed her mom had spoken the truth. Bethan and I went to her room. I told her I loved her, told her my fears. Also told her that what Lyndsey had said was something I needed to think over.. She was shocked but then i said sorry….But i was not able to control….She dint mind the kiss as much as i thought….I kept my hands over her kurti on her stomach….I started to massage her stomach and as my hands moved up i could feel her breathe become intense….My hands reached her boobs and i could feel her nipples get hard… . …I slide my hands below her kurti and could touch her bra…Somehow i managed to touch her nipples . . ..Then i put my hands on her leggings and i touched her vagina from. She wanted to moan but I kept kissing her hard. When my fingers started to brush against her clit she broke away from our kiss and let out a deep moan, "Oh, that feels so fucking good. Rub my clit, baby."As my fingers danced on her pussy, her sweet juice was covering them and I was sure to keep her swollen clit wet. She pleaded with me and said, “Slide a finger inside me! Please!” “Not yet, Nuzhat. First, I need a taste.”I continued to run my fingers firmly against her pussy lips getting. The Past ArrivesIn mid August, 2002, ten year old Gordie is walking across the park in View Port’s main shopping area when he notices a man lurking on the edge of the square. Walking into the offices of View Port Internet (VPI) he speaks to the receptionist as he points the man out to her. She calls the police. An officer is soon seen to confront the man, speak to him, radio to headquarters, speak to him again, and let him go on his way. The policeman walks to the VPI office and he thanks them.