Photos and text of Rosamund Kwan as a child

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Young Rosamund
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Maryknoll College is located in a quiet harbor in Kwun Tong. It is a girls' school with religious overtones. The September sun shines through the lush trees onto the gray, three-story teaching building. It was noon on September 22, 1975. It was lunchtime. Unlike other ordinary public schools, there was no noise or fighting. All the girls lined up in twos and filed out of the teaching building in an orderly and quiet manner.
"Rosamund, step forward!" A kind but dignified female voice came. Without even looking up, all the students knew it was Sister San, the headmistress of the college.
A girl stepped out from the line. Like the other girls, she wore a dark blue school uniform and had her hair braided into a thick plait. However, unlike the other girls, this girl possessed a beauty that could eclipse the sun
. Rosamund, whose Chinese name is Guan Jiahui, was born in Hong Kong and has blood type B. She was the undisputed beauty queen of Marino Academy, standing at 1.45 meters tall. Beneath her long, arched eyebrows were a pair of large eyes that could hold all the stars in the night sky.
Whenever her eyes blinked, all the light seemed to turn into a rainbow. Below her playful nose was a small, angular mouth, rosy and full, with neat, white teeth like jade visible between her slightly parted lips. Although she was just a minor, she could already draw all the world's attention to her.
"Rosamund, your birthday is in two days. Come to my office after you finish eating, and I'll give you an exit pass so you can go home to celebrate your birthday. There are also some other 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. Sister San's gaze was full of kindness as she looked at Jia Hui.
"Thank you, Sister San!" Jia Hui bowed and obediently turned to hurry after the departing group. At this school, except for the pitifully few physical education classes, girls were not allowed to run; this was a matter of etiquette. As Jia Hui strode away with larger steps than usual, Sister San's sharp eyes stared at Jia Hui's ivory-like legs gleaming beneath her dark blue school skirt, a strange smile playing on her lips, almost imperceptibly, a hint of malevolence in it.
After lunch, all the children had to participate in an hour-long prayer session. Only Jia Hui, as instructed by Sister San, went to her office. As the head of the academy, Sister San's office was a separate two-story European-style building, standing independently on the other side of the small playground. Sister San had dedicated herself to this academy... Apart from everything else, the first floor was her office, and the second floor was her bedroom. It was said that when this building was built, it was facing the invasion of the Japanese, so there was also a very secret basement, but no one in the school had ever been there. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and
Jia Hui shrank her slender neck back. She remembered that two years ago, a senior student suddenly went insane. In order not to let her disturb other students, Granny San kindly took her to her place to recuperate. Who knew that the senior student would jump to her death? Since then, except for the main door on the first floor of the office building, all the windows have been fitted with iron bars.
"Perhaps the ghost of that senior student is still wandering around nearby!" Jia Hui thought of this and immediately interrupted her imagination in fear. She walked quickly towards the office building. The office building door was getting closer and closer. The black door was wide open, like the mouth of a demon, which could devour everything. Jia Hui stood at the door, which wasn't closed. She timidly knocked on the heavy black door, the sound echoing in the empty living room
. "Is that Rosamund? Come in," came Granny San's voice. Jia Hui breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously patting her budding breasts, and confidently walked inside. In the office, Granny San seemed to be writing something. Seeing Jia Hui enter, Granny San put down her pen.
"Sit down!" Granny San gestured 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 joy and gratefully accepted the piece of paper from Granny San's hand. Granny San looked hesitant, scrutinizing Jia Hui intently 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 courage that other children don't have. So Granny San has to tell you some things, but you must swear on your own redemption that you cannot reveal what we're about to say to anyone."
A little nervous, Jia Hui still agreed, "Yes, Granny San."
"You are a child born according to God's will, and God is full of favor towards you. However, precisely because of this, you must be careful, because out of jealousy, the devil will specifically bring you disaster."
"Ah. Granny, is that so? What should I do?" Long-term religious indoctrination meant Jia Hui didn't doubt Granny's words at all; she was just afraid.
"It's alright. Go home first. If anything unfortunate happens at home, don't be afraid. Quickly come back to Granny's side. God will protect you." As she spoke, Granny came over, lovingly stroking Jia Hui's head and running her fingers down her smooth, delicate face. Granny San's hands were well-maintained, but had large, prominent knuckles that most women didn't have. These hands were full of strength. Jia Hui had once seen a student who had seriously violated discipline have her shorts pulled down—it was these hands that, with just a light touch, left a palm-shaped red mark on the girl's buttocks even a week later.
"You can go home now. I've already notified your father to come pick you up. Remember, you can't tell anyone what Granny said today, not even your parents. May the Holy Mother protect you!" Feeling the warm, large hand gently stroking her neck, Jia Hui felt as if she had gained a great deal of courage. "Yes, Granny. Thank you, and may the Holy Mother bless you."
Jia Hui handed her exit pass to the two nannies guarding the gate and stepped out through a side door into the outside world. Her father was waiting for her in his five-year-old Ford. She ran happily towards him. Children are so hopeful; a little happiness is all it takes to dispel all the gloom from before.
Jia Hui's father, Guan Bowei, was from Shenyang, Liaoning Province. He was a Manchu and was 42 years old this year. His stage name was Guan Shan. He had the tall stature typical of Northeasterners. He was once a popular actor in Taiwan. His proudest achievement, which he loved to boast about to his daughter, was winning the Best Actor Award at the Swiss Rodcano Film Festival at the age of 23 for his first film, "The True Story of Ah Q," becoming the first Chinese actor to win an international Best Actor award.
However, he had long since faded into obscurity as a third or fourth-tier actor. Along the way, Jia Hui noticed that her father was rather silent, as if he was preoccupied with something. Being obedient, she didn't ask any questions. When Jia Hui got home, she saw her mother crying. The clever girl remembered her nanny's words and felt very depressed.
That evening, her 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 as harmonious as ever, especially with her little brother. On the surface, they appeared to be a happy family. However, 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 his house for 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 reached the house, 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 come to his senses and followed her in, finding her unconscious mother and crying brother, and dragging them out. Upon regaining consciousness, Jia Hui's mother hugged her tightly, sobbing heartbreakingly,
"Your father doesn't want us anymore."
Remembering Aunt San's words, and seeing that her mother and younger brother had recovered, Jia Hui, with her maternal grandparents' family taking care of her, didn't linger and hurriedly returned to school.
"Sister San, please help me. Is it because of me that I've brought disaster upon my family?"
"Yes, because of the devil's jealousy, those around you may encounter misfortune. The only way is for you to make a confession. Tomorrow, say you have a sore throat, and I will let you stay with me for a while. You can have a long prayer session, and I believe the Holy Mother will bless you and your family."
The next day, without much trouble, Jia Hui moved into Sister San's small building. As the door of the building closed, Jia Hui could no longer hear her classmates reading outside, and similarly, she could no longer hear her voice outside. As the old woman led them up to the second floor, a spacious bedroom came into view.
"Rosamund, this is a special prayer. To show your devotion, you must kneel naked before God in prayer." The old woman's kind voice dispelled Jia Hui's doubts. Besides, the old woman often appeared in their bathroom, so she didn't feel too much shame. However, since it wasn't a bath, Jia Hui still felt a slight blush when she took off her white panties. A blush spread from her face to her entire body, adding a touch of shyness to her fair skin. Although only thirteen years old, Jia Hui possessed a rosy beauty, her body remarkably well-proportioned. A slender neck, a perfectly proportioned full figure, and long, slender legs contrasted sharply with her physique. Her skin was ivory-white, almost translucent, revealing delicate, pale blue veins. A blush of shyness tinged her skin, a beauty that would even tempt a gentle old man to press this exquisite young body beneath him, to merge it into his own.
"Rosamund, I will exorcise the demons from your body. You must cooperate unconditionally. There will be..." "Any interruption will cause you to lose the favor of the Lord and the Holy Mother, and you will surely 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. It was no longer a child's body, but it would take time to develop into an adult's form. This was a body possessing the sexual allure and temptation of a thirteen-year-old. The breasts had already developed, swellings the size of chicken heads, and at their peaks... Her pink nipples, between the size of a grain of rice and a small bean, showed a clear difference in shape from those of boys her age. Her slender arms and thighs, combined with the curves from her waist to her hips, along with the few fine, soft pubic hairs that barely qualify as pubic hair, all enhanced the allure that only a young girl possessed—a charm that, once you were drawn in, you could never escape.
Suddenly, the old woman reached out and, with a strength the girl could not resist, lifted Jia Hui up and laid her flat on her large bed, which was big enough for four or five people to roll around on. At this moment, the girl offered no resistance except for her trembling body. Laying flat on the soft bed, Jia Hui realized that her body was being straddled and pressed down on her by Granny San.
"Ah!" Her two pink nipples were suddenly brushed by Granny San's large hand, and a tingling sensation surged up throughout her body. She wanted to curl up into a ball, but Granny San's huge body was pressing down on Jia Hui, firmly controlling her body. "This feeling is so strange."
Because she had attended an all-girls school since she was a child, Jia Hui did not know what was happening, but the hidden factors in her little girl nature made Jia Hui feel shy. The old woman lowered her head and began to lick and suck the two small nipples with her tongue, as if playing with them like toys. The two immature nipples slowly hardened and solidified. A feeling that was not exactly comfortable, but definitely not unpleasant, always sent a fleeting electric shock as the old woman's tongue swept over them. The maternal instinct unique to women, hidden deep within the body, seemed to be stimulated by this behavior. Seeing the old woman's slightly gray head turning back and forth in front of her tender chest, a feeling of being respected and proud welled up in her heart. And as the old woman's tongue kept licking the two nipples, this feeling became stronger and stronger. "Ah, ah..." The girl let out a cry that she could not even understand herself. Hearing this sound, the old woman's face was distorted as if it were being torn apart. The tongue that was licking the nipples slid down to her heart and slowly moved from there towards her navel. Jia Hui, by instinct, sensed where the old woman's tongue was pointing as it began to move downwards on her body. Just as she was about to tighten her legs and lift her upper body, she suddenly remembered the old woman's warning beforehand. Suddenly, she gave up all resistance and silently endured
the old woman's tongue passing through her delicate and lovely navel and reaching the triangular area with only a few hairs. The old woman stretched out her hands and used unquestionable force to separate Jia Hui's slender white legs. As her legs were opened, her uncolored labia majora also opened, and her labia minora were wrapped inside, so that the beautiful cleft could only be vaguely seen. The girl's pink, clean, and childlike genitals were exposed to the air, showing an eerie glow to the old woman without reservation. The old woman lowered her head, her tongue, which had been sucking on the nipple until now, touching the wide-open cleft between her legs, which had not yet developed into a complex shape—it was indeed a child's slit. Her blood-red tongue began to play with the fleshy pearl at the immature entrance. "Ah, ah, ah..." At this moment, Jia Hui, who was panting uncontrollably, felt the fleshy bud that she had touched out of curiosity and which brought her inexplicable pleasure being held in the old woman's mouth. The immature slit was being licked from side to side, and the sensual pleasure she was experiencing for the first time in her life dominated her entire body
. "There is such a comfortable thing in the world..." she even thought. Jia Hui felt like an ice cream cone slowly melting and sinking into a dark abyss under the sunlight. She even felt a shameful sensation that her small, thin buttocks seemed to be covered in liquid. "Did I wet the bed?"
With this thought, Jia Hui buried her face deep under the sheets, unaware that the old woman was quickly removing her lower garment. A bulging, 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... His large nostrils, displaying a powerful will, flared uncontrollably, his face devoid of its usual kind expression, now resembling that of a ferocious beast. He spat twice, smearing his massive member with saliva, and pressed it directly against the girl's immature vulva without a trace of pity. He thrust his hips in, plunging her in hard. Jia Hui, who was already overwhelmed by pleasure and intense shame, was suddenly torn apart by a throbbing pain that seemed to rip her apart, piercing her tender flesh.
"Ugh! It hurts, it hurts... Ah!" Jia Hui struggled, trying to express the agony. Although the double lubrication of saliva and the girl's first vaginal fluid reduced the pain caused by friction, the pain of having her contracted vaginal sphincter muscles forcibly stretched open was unavoidable.
"No, no... Mom... Ah, ah..."
The girl's pleading cries echoed in Aunt San's room, but unfortunately, the thick walls blocked out all sound. No one outside knew that their little angel was being pressed down by Aunt San, who should have been revered, and was being mercilessly thrust into with a penis that she shouldn't have. Suddenly, Jia Hui calmly raised her upper body, as if experiencing this feeling, and then weakly collapsed. The cuteness of this sudden movement brought the beast within Jia Hui to its limit, and a thick, hot stream of semen shot into the depths of Jia Hui's clean, young uterus. And our little angel Jia Hui's mind had already sunk into deep darkness...
[The End]
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