It was around 2a.m. and Fofo was smiling in her sleep. Not that she was aware of it herself. But God above and the angel watching over her saw the smile and knew it was the smile of a contented fourteen-year-old girl who, but for the life that fate had plunged her into, should have been smiling that way each night in her sleep.Fofo was smiling because she was having a dream that was far from the realities of the life she lived. And in her dream, she was living in a home with a roof. She was smiling still in her dream when she felt a light pressure on her breasts under the weight of a pair of hands that were definitely not the Lords hands. The hands began to play around her bosom.
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Sorry, for the short chapter. I was just stressed. Please don't kill me in my sleep. I will try and update soon.
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