Rosamund Kwan as a child

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Maryknoll College is located in a quiet harbor in Kwun Tong. It is a girls' school with religious overtones. September
sunlight filters through the lush trees, illuminating the gray, three-story school building. It was noon on September 22, 1975.
It was lunchtime in the canteen.
Unlike other ordinary public schools, there was no noise, no fighting. All the girls lined up in pairs, quietly and orderly
filing out of the school building.

"Rosamund! Step forward!" A kind yet authoritative female voice rang out. Without looking up,
all the students knew it was Sister San, the headmistress of the college.

A girl stepped out of the line. Like the other girls, she wore a dark blue school uniform, her hair braided
into a thick plait. But… What sets this girl apart is her radiance that makes the sun lose its luster.

Rosamund. Her Chinese name is Guan Jiahui. Born in Hong Kong. Blood type B. She is the undisputed
beauty of Maryknoll College. She is 1.45 meters tall. Beneath her long, arched eyebrows are a pair of
large eyes that could hold all the starlight in the night sky.

Whenever her eyes blink, all the light seems to turn into a rainbow. Below her playful nose is a
small, angular mouth, rosy and full. Between her slightly parted lips, you can see her neat, white teeth, like jade
. Although she is just a minor, she already commands all the world's light
.

Rosamund. Your birthday is in two days. Come to my office after you finish eating
. I'll give you an exit pass. "You can go home for your birthday. There are also a few things I want to tell you."

Jia Hui's eyes widened in surprise. "

Is it true, Sister San?" "Thank you!

Of course it's true. Silly child. Go eat first!" Sister San said with a smile,
her gaze full of kindness as she looked at Jia Hui.

"Thank you, Sister San!" Jia Hui bowed. Obediently, Jia Hui turned and quickly caught up with the group that had already gone far away
. At this school, apart from a pitifully few physical education classes, girls were not allowed to run. It was a matter of etiquette.

As Jia Hui walked away with larger strides than usual, Sister San's sharp eyes were fixed on Jia Hui's
ivory-like legs gleaming beneath her dark blue school uniform skirt. A faint, almost imperceptible, eerie smile appeared on her face. There seemed to be
a hint of malevolence within the eeriness.

After dinner, all the children had to participate in an hour-long prayer session. Only Jia Hui, at
Madam San's behest, went to her office. As the head of the academy, Madam San's office was
a separate, two-story European-style building. It stood independently on the other side of the small playground. Madam San
had given everything for this academy. The first floor was her office; the second floor was her bedroom. It was said that when this building was constructed,
it was during the Japanese invasion, so there was also a very hidden basement. However, no one in the school had ever been there
. A gust of autumn wind blew by.

Jia Hui shrank her slender neck slightly. She remembered two years ago when a senior student suddenly went insane.
Madam San, to prevent her from disturbing the other students... Kind-hearted people took her in to recuperate. Who knew this senior would jump
to her death? From then on, except for the main entrance on the first floor of the office building, all the windows were fitted with iron bars.

Perhaps that senior's ghost is still wandering nearby! Thinking of this, Jia Hui, frightened, immediately interrupted
her reverie and hurried towards the office building. The office building's main entrance drew closer. The black door was wide open,
seemingly like the mouth of a demon, capable of devouring everything. Jia Hui stood before the door. The door wasn't closed. She timidly knocked on the
heavy black door. The thumping echoed in the empty living room.

Was it Rosamund? "Come in!" Granny San's voice came through. Jia Hui
let out a long sigh. Subconsciously, she patted her budding breasts. Reassured, she walked inside. Arriving at
the office, Granny San seemed to be writing something. Seeing Jia Hui enter, Granny San put down her
pen.

"Sit down!" Granny San pointed to a chair next to the large desk. Jia Hui obediently sat
down, looking respectfully at Granny San.

"Rosamund. This is your exit pass. Take it." Jia Hui couldn't suppress her joyful,
alluring expression. Gratefully, she took the piece of paper from Granny San. Granny San looked at it hesitantly, scrutinizing
Jia Hui carefully for a long time. For some reason, a shadow fell over Jia Hui's heart. "

Rosamund. You're a big girl now." After so much time of God's teachings, you should
possess a courage that other children don't have. So, your nun wants to tell you something. But you must
swear an oath of your own redemption that you cannot reveal what we're about to say to anyone.

A little nervous, Jia Hui still agreed. "Nurse,

you are a child born according to God's will. God is full of love and care for you. But, precisely because
of this, you must be careful. Because of jealousy, the devil will specifically bring you disaster.

Ah, nun, is that so? What should I do?" Long-term religious indoctrination meant Jia Hui
didn't doubt her nun's words at all. She was just afraid.

"It's okay. Go back first. If anything unfortunate happens at home, don't be afraid. Quickly return to your
nun's side. God will protect you." As she spoke, the nun came over. A loving hand stroked Jia Hui's head,
tracing down her smooth, delicate face. Granny San's large breasts were well-maintained, but possessed
a large, unusually strong joint. These hands were full of power. Jia Hui had once witnessed a student who had seriously violated discipline
have her shorts pulled down. It was these hands. A gentle touch. Even a week later, Jia Hui still saw
the palm-shaped red mark on that girl's buttocks. "

You can go home now. I've already notified your father to come pick you up. Remember,
you can't tell anyone what Granny San said today, not even your parents. May the Holy Mother bless you!" Feeling the warm, large hand gently stroking
her neck, Jia Hui felt a surge of courage. "Yes, Granny. Thank you then. May the Holy Mother bless you."

Jia Hui handed over her exit pass to the two women guarding the gate. He stepped out into the outside world through a small door on the side.
His father was waiting for him in his five-year-old Ford. He ran happily towards his father. (Child)
Children are so hopeful. Just a little happiness is enough to dispel all the gloom.

Jia Hui's father, Guan Bowei, is from Shenyang, Liaoning Province. He is of Manchu ethnicity and is forty-two years old this year. His stage name is Guan
Shan. He has the typical tall stature of a Northeasterner. He was once a popular actor in Taiwan. His proudest achievement, which he most liked to
boast about to his daughter, was winning the Best Actor award at the Swiss
Claude Cano Film Festival at the age of twenty-three for his first film, *The True Story of Ah Q*, becoming the first Chinese actor to win an international Best Actor award.

However, he has long since faded into obscurity as a third or fourth-tier actor. Along the way, Jia Hui noticed her father was rather silent,
seemingly lost in thought. Being obedient, she didn't ask further. When she got home, Jia Hui saw her mother's tearful face. The clever
Jia Hui remembered her nanny's words and felt very depressed.

That night… Father said he was going to Taiwan to film on location, so he celebrated Jia Hui's birthday early. During the celebration,
the family seemed a bit tense, especially with her little brother. On the surface, they appeared to be
a happy family. But the sensitive Jia Hui noticed a hint of coldness in the occasional glances between her parents.

September 24th was Jia Hui's birthday. Her maternal grandfather called and invited her to dinner. After dinner, because it was late,
her grandfather tried to persuade her to stay overnight. But for some reason, Jia Hui felt uneasy and insisted on going home.
Reluctantly, her uncle took her home. Before they even arrived, they saw a sea of red. The house was on fire. Terrified,
her uncle couldn't hold Jia Hui back, and she rushed into the flames. Because of her actions, her uncle seemed to regain his senses
. She rushed in and dragged out her unconscious mother and crying younger brother. After regaining consciousness,
her mother hugged Jia Hui tightly, letting out heart-wrenching sobs.

"Your father doesn't want us anymore,"

she cried, remembering Aunt San's words. Seeing that her mother and brother had recovered and were being cared for by her maternal grandparents
, Jia Hui didn't linger. She hurriedly returned to school.

"Aunt San, please help me. Is it because of me that I've brought disaster to my family?" "

Yes. Because of the devil's jealousy. Everyone around you may encounter misfortune. The only way is for
you to make a confession. Tomorrow! Say you have a sore throat. I'll let you stay with me for a
while. You will have a long prayer session." I think the Virgin Mary will bless you and your family.

The next day, without much trouble, Jia Hui moved into Sister San's small house. As the door of the small house
closed, Jia Hui could no longer hear her classmates reading outside. Similarly, she could no longer hear her own voice outside.
Following Sister San to the second floor, a spacious bedroom appeared before her. "

Rosamund. This is a special prayer. To show your piety, you must
kneel naked before God in prayer." Sister San's kind voice dispelled Jia Hui's doubts. In addition,
Sister San often appeared in their bathroom, so she didn't feel too much shame. After all, it wasn't
a bath. When Jia Hui took off her white panties, she still felt a little shy. A pink ripple
spread across her face. The infection spread throughout her entire body. Her fair, delicate frame gained an extra layer of pink beauty.

Although only thirteen, Jia Hui's body was remarkably well-proportioned. A slender neck, a perfectly proportioned full figure, and
legs that were long and slender in comparison. Her large breasts were ivory-white, almost translucent.
Through them, one could see delicate, pale blue veins. Because of shyness, her breasts also had a pinkish
glow. This beauty, even for a gentle old man, would still evoke the primal urge to press this beautiful little body beneath him
and merge it into his own.

Rosamund, I will help you exorcise the demons within you. You must cooperate unconditionally.
Any interruption along the way... "You will lose the favor of the Lord and the Holy Mother. You will inevitably fall into the clutches of the devil." Aunt
San's voice carried a hint of excitement she rarely displayed. Jia Hui, consumed by fear of the devil, had lost
all willpower. All she could rely on was the old woman before her.

Aunt San looked at the body before her with satisfaction. This was no longer a child's body, but
it would take time to develop into an adult's. This was a body possessing the allure and charm of a thirteen-year-old
. Her breasts were already developing, swelling like the head of a large penis, with tiny
pink nipples, the size of a grain of rice or a small bean, at their tips. They already showed a clear difference in shape compared to boys of the same age
. Slender arms and thighs, combined with the curves from a slim waist to hips. Add to that the few fine,
soft hairs on the girl's pubic area—not quite pubic hair, but more like fine hairs—and even with pants on, there's a kind of allure only a young girl possesses,
a charm that once you're caught up in it, you can't escape.

Suddenly, the old woman reached out her hands. With an irresistible force, she lifted Jia Hui
and laid her flat on her large bed, big enough for four or five people to roll around on. At this moment, the girl, apart from trembling slightly, offered no resistance. Lay flat on the soft bed, Jia Hui realized that her body was being straddled and pressed beneath her
by the old woman. 　　 Ah! Her two pink nipples were suddenly brushed by the old woman's large hands. A tingling sensation ran through her body, and she wanted to curl up into a ball. But the old woman's enormous body was pressing down on Jia Hui, firmly controlling her. This feeling was strange. 　　Because she had attended an all-girls school since childhood, Jia Hui didn't know what was happening. But the instincts hidden within her as a little girl made her feel shy. The old woman lowered her head and began to lick and suck her two small nipples with her tongue, as if playing with them like toys. Her two immature nipples slowly hardened and hardened. A sensation that wasn't exactly comfortable, but definitely not unpleasant, always sent a fleeting electric shock as the old woman's tongue swept across them. The maternal instinct unique to women, hidden within her body, seemed to be awakened by this behavior. Seeing the old woman's slightly graying head moving back and forth against her tender chest, a feeling of being respected and proud welled up inside her. And as the old woman's tongue continued to lick the nipples, the sensation grew increasingly intense. 　　 Ah. Ah… The girl let out a cry she couldn't even understand herself. Hearing this sound, the old woman's face contorted as if being torn apart. Her tongue, which had been licking the nipples, slid down towards her heart. From there, slowly…

Slowly moving towards her navel, Jia Hui instinctively sensed
where the old woman's tongue was pointing as it began to move downwards. Just as she was about to tighten her legs and lift her upper body, she suddenly remembered the old woman's warning. Suddenly,
she abandoned all resistance and silently endured.

The old woman's tongue traversed her delicate, lovely navel, reaching the triangular area with only a few hairs. Extending her
hands, a force that could not be questioned opened Jia Hui's slender, white legs in a minute. Along with the opened legs,
her unstained labia majora also parted. Her labia minora were closed, making the beautiful cleft only vaguely visible.
The girl's pink, clean, and childlike genitals were exposed to the air, displaying an eerie glow before the old woman's eyes
. The old woman lowered her head. The tongue that had been sucking on the nipple until now had touched the wide-open crotch.

It hadn't yet developed into a complex shape. It was definitely a child's slit. The blood-red tongue began to play
with the fleshy pearl at the immature entrance. Ah, ah, ah… At this moment,
Jia Hui, unable to control her panting, felt the fleshy bud she had touched out of curiosity, which had brought her inexplicable orgasms, being held in the nanny's mouth
. The immature slit was being licked alternately from side to side. The sensual orgasm she was experiencing for the first time in her life overwhelmed
her entire body.

"There's such a comfortable thing in the world…" she even thought. Jia Hui felt like
ice cream in the sunlight, slowly melting and sinking into a dark abyss. Even then, she felt a shameful sensation
as if her small, thin buttocks were covered in liquid. Had she wet the bed?

Because of this thought, Jia Hui buried her face deep under the sheets, unaware that the old woman had quickly removed
her lower garment. A bulging vein stood out. A nearly twenty-centimeter-long, dark penis appeared in the air. Good heavens!
The respected old woman was actually a man!

At this moment, the (male/female) person on Jia Hui's body displayed a large, uncontrollably
flaring nostrils, his face devoid of its usual kind expression, resembling that of a ferocious beast. This person spat twice,
smearing his large member on his erect penis, and pressed it directly against the girl's still-developing flesh. Without a trace of
pity, he thrust his hips forward and plunged in hard. Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of her orgasm and the shame of her tattered pants, Jia Hui was suddenly
torn apart by a piercing pain that seemed to reach all the way to the top of her head.

"Ugh!! Pain, pain... Ah!!" Jia Hui struggled, trying to express the agony. Although
the double lubrication from saliva and the first-time vaginal fluid helped reduce the friction,
the pain of having her contracted vaginal walls and sphincter muscles forced open was unavoidable.

"No, no... Mom... Ah

... The thickened walls
blocked out all sound. No one outside would know that their little angel was being
pressed beneath the revered Aunt San, who was mercilessly thrusting into her with a penis she shouldn't have. Suddenly, Jia
Hui calmly arched her upper body, seemingly savoring the sensation. Then she weakly collapsed again.
The cuteness of this sudden movement brought the beast within Jia Hui to its breaking point. A thick, hot stream of semen shot
deep into Jia Hui's clean, young womb. And our little angel Jia Hui's mind has long since sunk into deep darkness
...

--The End--

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