Essay About Kindred Virgin Innocence And Violent Action

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The man is undoubtedly angry. The uninviting expression on his face explains it all. He stands in the street of the Italian villa where he lives, surrounded by enraged family. Fronting the perpetrator- the aggressor against kindred virgin innocence, the father stands armed with yesterday’s paper. He is not looking for a reasonable explanation, just to remedy the situation in the only way he knows how. To his left stands his aging mother, old enough to have frizzled white hair, yet young enough to defend her prized granddaughter against dishonorable young lads. She too stands scowling, ranting Italian words of slang in an overly vindictive manner. Behind her stands another man, the grandfather of the victim of indecency. Unlike his partner, he stands collected, showing little emotion. Seemingly perplexed by the resulting incident, he shows signs of understanding. Knowledgeable of the true course of events, he is unable to fully clinch his risen fist. Instead he stands undecided, unhappy, but nonetheless unable to follow through with any violent action. And then finally there is the beautifully mischievous daughter herself. Positioned between her father and brother she is wearing a bright red Gucci dress with matching heels. The strikingly attractive young girl, no younger than 16, no older than 21, is overflowing with sexuality. Confidently standing with one hand on her hip, she displays a naughty, yet playful smirk. Extremely satisfied with her actions minutes ago, she cares little of the harm caused by her displacement; only about the fulfilling intimacy and her resulting orgasm. However, she is not to blame for her inescapable sexual desire. She was taken advantage of.