I could have been a wanted fugitive and still gotten the deputyship because of her.After lunch, Cahill walked us back to the Palace and ushered us str...ight into the District Judge’s Chambers. The judge was named Horace Gault. He was a suave, silver haired and handsome man. When Cahill introduced Belle, the judge bowed over her hand and said something in French about being enchanted. Belle answered him right back in the same language and before you could say spit, Cahill chimed in and the three. A photographer couldn’t ask for a better model.Then when Katie turned around and pulled her top off of one shoulder, I must have shot two dozen pictures as she smiled and posed! Was she posing for the camera or for me?The fan I had set up was blowing her hair and made her look even sexier if that was possible.“Wow, Katie! The camera loves you!”“It does? How can you tell?”“It’s my job to know.”After an hour, she was getting tired, so I called it a day and told her that I’d like to see her. It was getting dark and lights were blinking on, one particularly bright, drew my attention. The room had no curtains, it appeared to be a mixture of kitchen, dining and living room all squeezed into one.But what had caught my attention was when I saw a tall black woman walking across the room to a sink. I don’t know why but I stopped to watch, she turned on the tap and I saw her testing the running water with her hand before she began to strip. I shouldn’t be looking at this was my first. She sounded like my mother. I turned and looked at the door. Alice and I were completely naked. We didn't have sheets over us and I wasn't just naked, I was totally exposed in every way possible. Alice whispered something in my ear, but I didn't hear. I was terrified and this only made the wetness between my legs more obscene. “Spread your legs more,” Alice commanded. The tone in her voice was forceful, aggressive, and yet her voice was so sweet, so melodious, I couldn't resist. I opened my.