The night came sooner than expected, we boarded the train at 9 from the Nellore station after having our dinner and all chores done and little did I k...ow what does this night had in store for me and my loveliest uncle. We arranged the luggage n settled down, after a while I was busy watching a movie on the laptop n he was listening to music on my phone.Suddenly he asked that tht even he wants to watch the movie, I was watching no strings attached, which has quite many intimate scenes so I. "I'mgoing back to that courthouse right now to talk to ... whatever the hellthe Judge really is." That's not a good idea, Eri," Martin tried to tell me, but I wasn'tinterested. I was already marching right past him, and I didn't evenslow to listen. He tried to call, "Erika!" as well as I went down thestairs, but that wasn't my name. It was someone else's name. A few ofseconds after that, I had grabbed my coat, gone out the door, and was onmy way to talk to the Judge.*****"I'd like to see. He scribbled notes, picked his nose four times, scratched his ear twice, and got up and went into the hallway once -- probably to go to the bathroom -- wiping his hands on his T-shirt and gym shorts as he walked back into the room. One thing was for sure, however. Henry was as hot as everyone said -- dirty blonde hair, pale-blue eyes and a body to die for -- his butt was drum tight and his thigh muscles bulged as he walked. I could even make out what looked like a six-pack when he wiped his. He rinsed his semen from her cool skin and shut off the faucet. Stepping out of the shower, he reached for the towel she had earlier moved out of his way and dried her off, wrapping her in it. ‘Go get some clothes on, before I lose my mind,’ he ordered, slapping her fanny playfully as he pushed her out the door. She laughed as she went. She was still smiling as she pulled a thin strapless summer dress over her shoulders, and brushed her damp hair. Piling it on top of her head with a black.