I haven't worn a dress like that since I was nine or ten years old! It was frilly and feminine and as modest as a dress could be. I would not normally...allow myself to be caught dead in a dress like that. But today I had no choice. I was going to court today. My sister and I were finally going to face the judge.Our parents had selected the new dress that I would wear. The dress had been strongly recommended by the lawyer that the court had appointed for me.My sister had her own lawyer, also. After an investigation i came to know that he was using the money for drinking and had become addicted to it. I was angry that he misused the money at the same time i felt sorry for his habit.I dismissed him from the job and admitted to the hospital as he was not well. Meanwhile my mother told to help his family. As i was also attracted to her right from her marriage with my uncle, i agreed and made a plan and told my mother that i won’t give money to my uncle as he may use it for drinking and. " "Oh." I looked at my toes. "How about yours?" He said to me."Oh no, they just think I'm just the most innocent little girl in the world." I said. He smiled. "Are you innocent?" "Most of the time. But I have a few friends that I like to party with. We get drunk, smoke a little. Nothing too bad." I told him."Are you a virgin?" He asked."Well yeah. The boys around there aren't too great. They're all little rednecks. I don't want a redneck boy. I want someone who don't go huntin' and. Ze trekt hem omhoog. Dan komt ze er achter dat haar broek niet over haar schoenen uitgaat. Onhandig staat ze op een been te manoeuvreren, terwijl ik naar bungelende borsten staar. Dan staat ze alleen in haar rood slipje voor me. "Ik heb me bedacht"?, zeg ik. "Ik wil toch een naaktfoto van u"?. "Wat ben jij een klootzak"?, gromt ze. Met een ruk doet ze haar slip naar beneden en stapt eruit. "Zo, tevreden nu? Neem die foto en laat me verder met rust"?. Ik kijk recht op poesje. Het is een.