Her 'fiance' sounds like a jerk. You make it your business

Maybe it's none of your business. Maybe you'd be smart to just walk away... it isn't like you don't have enough troubles without some asshole gunning for you because you messed with his project.

On the other hand, Charlotte is as cute as a button. She may have a tiny body but it's got some great shape to it. More importantly, though, it sounds like she's about to make a horrible mistake. Sure age is just a number. Sure, you hope that you'll be able to attract 18-year-old girls when you're sixty. Still, convincing some ten-year-old's parents to let you homeschool their daughter in order to groom her for your future is sick. You have to wonder what else this jerk has done... and what will happen to Charlotte if you do nothing.

"Maybe I should go back to my friends," Charlotte says.

"Sure, if you want. But I promised your aunt I'd give you two dances and we've only danced one."

"You don't have to. I mean, if you don't want to."

"I definitely want to."

"But I'm not rubbing you with my butt."

Truthfully, you'd be overjoyed if Charlotte rubbed your dick with her butt... especially if you both were naked. But she's not ready for that and you're not going to push... although she seems a bit more fascinated than grossed out by the idea.

"You do have a sweet little butt." You give a sigh. "Still, I'm going to **** myself to go on with my life without that experience.

She giggles. "That's gross. Why would anyone want some girl to rub her butt on you?"

You pull her a little closer as the dance continues. "Do you like how our dance feels?"

"I guess. It's nice to be held."

"Does it... give you tingly feelings?"

"Well, yeah. I don't know why but it's like I need to go to the bathroom or something. But real good at the same time."

"That's why. Because it feels nice."

"You have all those girlfriends, though. So, why do you care about my bridesmaids making you feel good?"

"Because they're special and you're special. And because I like making people happy."

"Charles says happiness is a trap. We are put on Earth to suffer for our sins so we can be purified in the next world."

Well, Charles is an ass. Still, you suspect telling her that is premature. After all, he's been grooming her, filling her head with nonsense and mind-control for the past decade and you've only had a few minutes with her.

"I think Charles is wrong. Many people are afraid of accepting joy into their lives. They don't feel worthy. But it seems to me that the fundamental message of Christianity is that we don't have to be worthy."

"I guess that's true."

"So, refusing to accept joy and pleasure is, in a way, spitting in God's face."

"But Charles says--"

"Maybe Charles feels guilt for things he's done. Maybe he's not ready to accept joy into his life. But I'm pretty sure you've never done anything horrible, anything that you have to suffer for."

"I... I told my aunt that my cousin was smoking."

"Why?"

"Because it's poison, of course. But she didn't speak to me for months."

"So, you think you should suffer because you tried to help your cousin?"

"It doesn't make sense if you put it like that."

"How would you want to put it, then?"

"I... I'm confused."

The song is coming to an end but you need to spend more time with Charlotte if you're going to get through to her.

The question is, how?