História SteelYard 10: Innocence & Instinct - Prologue: Through the Innocence Way

Years ago, I met Ganna, a wonderful little girl.

I was 14 years old, while she was 11. By that time, I was dyslexic, but, after meeting her, I developed myself.

Her stepmother was terrifying. Used to beat her until she knocks down.

I used to chat with her while her stepmother was out. She was an amazing girl, despite all the suffering.

One day, we were talking about the Prayamar Olympic Games. Her stepmother arrived earlier than we expected, and she throwed us in the Dnieper river, that was very close to where we lived.

After this, I never saw her stepmother back.

The water took us to the Kiev Holographic Summit, through the Dnieper Escape.

We thought that the cupule was full of traps, which proved to not been true.

Inside, everything remained intact as it was prepared to another normal day.

The stores were perfectly arranged.

We had to cross that giant cupule to get out.

Our first stop was a in a supermarket. We took some hygiene products to us, each one of us took a backpack and sleeping bags.

We had to survive in a water-based diet. Dnieper water.

While we were there, she had her first period. I remember how traumatized she were. I wasn't a dumb, either deaf, so, I knew exactly what it were and what she needed.

Ganna was full of fear.

Her clothing was stained in blood, so, we went to another supermarket and got new outfits. I went to a drugstore, and I took some pads to her.

This, maybe, is the most significative experience of my life. I led her to the river, and carefully bathed her.

Ganna's body was full of scars, wounds. She thought I would hurt her, but, when she finally discovered that I wouldn't threaten her, she let me go.

By that time, I felt so bad for what she had been through, I just wanted to be the best person she ever met.

Then, she surprised me. She asked me to hug her. She said that no one, in any moment of her life, touched her as I did.

I asked her why.

She said it was gentle, made her feel the softness of her own skin, that, despite all the wounds and scars, was pleasing. She felt love. The love I had for her.

"Will you protect me?" - Ganna asks me.

"Yes, Ganna. I will. I'll never let anyone touch on you." - I answer her.

"Can you caress me?" - Ganna surprisingly asks me.

"Yes, but, how do you want it?" - I ask.

"Like this." - Ganna answers me, and takes my hand, riding through all the wounds and scars she had. She runs my hand through her shoulders, her back, through her ribs, her hips, her legs, and, after a bit of hesitation, her tiny breasts. Yes, by that time I knew what the word 'arouse' meant. But, above everything, I understood her need for been loved, for been cared. She might knew that she, somehow, was giving herself to me. This was her way to feel me.

And I ran along, softly, gently as I could.

I was loving that moment. I was loving to correspond my beloved girl.

As much as I wanted to give a sign that I really wanted to be hers, that I wanted to feel the softness of her lips, keep feeling her skin, I couldn't.

It was such a innocent moment.

"This is our secret. In parts, I'm yours." - Ganna says to me.

"Ganna, oh..." - I say, but she interrupts me.

"I love you." - she says.

"I love you too, Ganna." - I say to her, that kiss me gently in my cheek. I didn't know what to think on that moment, I just knew I was liking it.

I couldn't force her to react, because she came from a hard environment, in which she was forced to take out her clothing just to be beaten until bleed, as what she told me, fearfully and in tears.

I wanted to flow naturally, just as our first moment, because it came from her own attitude.

Of course, it was an 'adults subject', but, we knew, clearly, of what we were talking about.

We were so innocent, but, at the same time, we had such an instinct. I wanted to keep her always with me, as I promised to her to always protect her.

It was great to see that she felt happy to be loved by someone.

And I was happy to see that this 'someone' was me.