The Rain Of Ruins

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William; a sixteen years old boy kind, brilliant and brave William was over pampered as the only child, he has no one to correct him when he did wrong things, then he mate a friend called James, his friend in school that helped him to Join a notorious cult.

Williams life was taking a different dimension, he was walking through a path that was foreign to him, a path in which he needed his father's assistant, he kept thinking till he sank into a mind-numbing blank sheep. One Monday afternoon he had a voice at the door so he want and open, then it was Crystal. Good afternoon," l greeted courteously. "Hello, where is your dad?" Crystal asked, her voice low like an amber liquid sliding along the sides of a brandy glass. "He travelled with Mama to the village for a weeding," l replied.

We sat down opposite each other on the couch; the silence was heavy and brooding. Few minutes later, Crystal inserted a disc into the DVD drive. Shockingly, it was pornography; some minutes later she removed her clothes, at the point l stood up still staring at her, and, then, l heard my name. "William come," she called in low tone and asked me to help her squeeze her breasts and, then, one thing led to another and l was no longer a virgin.