A Beam of Hope

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Chapter 1

"Counting sheep is useless." Inez concluded. She has been trying this method to sleep for months now, ever since that bastard Harold told her he would have her on her eighteenth birthday. The thought of that man touching her made her entire body run cold."Over my dead body!" she proclaimed.

Her grandmother has been sick for well over a year. She had lost one of her breast to cancer and has just gotten news six weeks play 60s rock. go on T-Mobile older than the granny what a granny named fight is an m&m 60s going 70 ago that they found another cancerous lump in her left breast. She has been bedridden from doctored delivered the news. Harold was sure to be using this to his advantage.

Inez caught him stripping her down with his eyes a few times. She felt her stomach knotted while his eyes travelled from her soft, pink lips,down the slope of her neck to cups of her perky breast and stiffed round n*****s pressing through her thin silk dress. Harold licked his lips with his hands firmly holding up his balls through his bleached, distressed trousers as his eyes went up her thighs.

"Why don't be sit on grandpa's lap?" he suggested. As a dirty smiled formed on his crooked lips.

Inez was walking on eggshells around him. Tripping over the coffee table has she tried her best not to touch him as she passed him to o to the kitchen.