Dick to tell him this and to my surprise he responded and wanted to see me said maybe he could make it up to me. So I take a shower and get ready to m...et up with him he picked me up, and he drives out to the middle of no where and asked me why I truly messaged him (like I said I'm sure he's heard Me and the girls talk) I began to rant about the test to witch he responds by grabbing my hair and kissing me and telling me to shut the fuck up. Yes sir I responded. Just looking at him with my big. We stood like that feeling each other, almost for half an hour till the bus came to halt at our stop. We got down from the bus and by the time we entered the Bus shelter we got wet and drenched in the rain. Grandma’s thin Venkatagiri saree got wet and she took off the pallu to squeeze water. I could see her heavy breasts through her wet blouse and bra, her engorged nipples straining out. Grandma untied her hair knot and squeezed the remaining water out. I said “Grandma, Your saree and petticoat. " She heard Charles' smooth deep baritone voice call out.Eve opened the door and walked in slow and uncertainly. Her Uncle Charles was sitting behind the desk, as handsome as always. "Close the door behind you young lady." He ordered.Charles let Eve stand there in the middle of the room while he scrutinized her. She looked every bit the young catholic school girl of his dreams. Her long blonde hair was in a bushy pony tail hanging halfway to her waist. Her plaid skirt was short showing at least. He'd installed on her bed cuffs, much like what was used during the times of the colonalizing of America. She eagerly snapped them in, knowing if ever it was needed, she'd have her emergency escape from them. Her towel by now had gotten loose, and for the sake of excitement, she squirmed a little to get it to let her free. She was now nude, her legs held a good four or five feet apart by a machine that was dildo-fucking her, the remote by her head and her hands attached to the headboard,.