Fear warred with duty in her face. I went from a tall mysterious stranger to a mass murderer in one simple bag of clothes.I was down to three outfits ...that didn't have any blood on them and none of those were clean. "Tara, come here." I pointed next to the bed. She approached cautiously.I pointed to my scars across my stomach. "See these? I received them from a very bad wizard. He was killing girls like you. I stopped him, and received this scar from my efforts. I also rescued a young girl and. I first start rubbing her belly, she seems to like that, then I start descending onto her legs and start tickling her feet, she really likes that. Then finally when I have her trust I start rubbing her small little pussy lips, “ohh” she shouts, surprised“Oh I’m sorry Angie, did I hurt you?” I asked.“No you didn’t, it feels ticklish there, it feels funny” she exclaims.In all my excitement, I forgot completely on my starting boner, and when I finally realize it, I really hoped she hadn’t of seen. My mom says the men are friends of the man we pay rent to and that this is how we pay the rent because we ran out of money.She sure cries a lot when the men come over and they touch her but the men laugh and I don't know what to do so I just watch. She has her eyes shut tight most of the time but sometimes when they squeeze her nipples real hard she opens her eyes real wide and screams real loud and the men laugh real loud and sometimes I cry when they do that to her. And when the men see me. "You pay for everything and I can't even make you breakfast." "It's fine, Josh," she said this time looking at me. "You're my brother - " "I'm your older brother," I said. "I should be taking care of you. Not the other way around." "I'm fine with what we're doing," she said. "Your not home all the time and only stay in a couple of hours a day. I'm fine by myself." "Today will be different," I said standing up. "I will be more of a brother now." "I said I'm fine with the way things work now,".