WE both sat there for a few minutes, touching ourselves and watching each other. Although Uncle Mike wasn't much to look at, there was something very ...exy about him. he was about ten-years older than Bill and where Bill was fit, Uncle Mike had an older man's belly. He was definitely overweight, no doubt, but not so overweight that he couldn't give a girl the rough fuck of her life. His arms were strong and hands were big, exactly what I wanted on my teen body. "Let's get in the back" He said. It was almost an hour later when the three judges returned and took their places. Now it would be her turn to give evidence.She was pulled to her feet as the three judges took their place, and the prosecutor moved in front of them.He started speaking, though Ingrid could still not understand what was being said.She waited, as the man continued to speak, and then watched in horror as the first judge, the one nearest to her, put his hands beneath the bench and pulled out a black hood, pulling it. My cousin’s family was also new to me so I am not much friendly with them. But I was curious to know the details. Shweta was really a nice and very beautiful girl. After the engagement, I was sitting near the pool and I saw Shweta sitting and crying on the other side of the pool. Next day was her marriage but why was she crying? No one else was there as it was very late in the night. I went to her and asked her why she was crying. Hearing this, she started to cry even more.I asked her to tell. After that, this is how the conversation happened:Me: Who’s on the other side?S: it’s me Seema.Me: (of course I was very happy at that time) hello, how are you?S: m fine. Haven’t you slept yet?Me: yeah, was about to.S: So I have disturbed you?Me: How can my angel disturb me.S: whatttttttMe: Have I said something wrong.S: no. But how can you think of having an affair with a girl who is 3 years. elder to you???Me: (since I used to read romantic novels, I put up a dialogue) if there is beauty, it.