He had become a leader. People listened to him and took his advice. No one was entirely certain what he did for a living, but the money soon began rol...ing in. And the girls! I only knew Uncle Buster in his later years, but even then he always had one or two hot young girls hanging on his arms. Women were just drawn to him, and I always got the impression that it wasn't just about his money. For some reason, 18 and 19 year old girls actually liked him.I think that was what drove him and the rest. It was so good feeling that I wasn’t able to keep my eyes open and just feeling the moment. I don’t know when he opened my blouse, but my back was naked.He was licking my back till my waist. He removed the blouse, and as I was not wearing any bra. My boobs were hanging, and my back was facing him. I hid my boobs in saree and was moving away from him towards the bed. But he caught my saree pallu, and it fell down.He started pulling my saree. I was turning round and round and my all saree fell. . severe style of cut. Her tan; I thought she had tanned well in Southern California, but here, under the tropical sun ... wow! And she wore it well, too, dressing to accent the new style she had adopted. She had talked about going more toward a punk-not-quite-goth look – Abby from NCIS was her television hero – but she didn't want people drawing the parallel, so she had gone the other direction instead. Her clothing choices were now somewhere between the prep-nerd and the junior vice. Chapter 2"Oh I'm sure you'll see God before I let you go. You are going to be in so much trouble Jason, but you know what?" she asked pulling the small car up under a tree."What?" he groaned."You will never, ever forget today, not if you live to be a hundred." she said.She shut the car off and removed her sunglasses she threw them on the dashboard."Come on little boy, time to find out what you're made of!" she yelled. She turned up the radio, then exited the car.Jason got out, they were out in.