1 Customary Law(a)We acknowledge, value, honour and respect our Noongar customary law and culture.Our customary law designates us as the custodians of...our country, which means we have responsibilities to our country which we need to meet.Our customary law endows/bestows us with values of respect and reverence for the land and all that is in it.2.2 Right People for Country(a) While the lands of our families overlap and while there are no exclusive domains in Noongar country, we acknowledge and. There was something happening between the two of us. Rakhi was the second wife of my wife’s uncle and was from a poor family. His first wife had passed away to blood cancer and also his business is not doing well. So mostly he would be in depression and avoided all occasions.Since she was beautiful and was from a poor family while uncle was doing well, they had got married. Rakhi had a son, Babu, who was of 4 years. My wife decided to hang on with her other cousins and family so I was left. I'm sick and tired of having people trespass on the property I'm trying to sell." He told the other man to keep and eye on Edie while he went out to the car to get his cell phone so he could call the policeHe turned to go and Edie said, "Wait! Maybe we can work this out. My husband will kill me if I get into trouble with the police." The man said, "What do you mean by working something out?" Then Edie made my jaw drop, "I'm sure that I can find a way to convince you to leave the cops out of. Her brown eyes widened as she feigned innocence. “Really, so you heard your Uncle Louis and I fucking?” She whispered in her soft husky voice. The tip of her pink tongue swept across her bottom lip. I felt a shiver run down my back as she grabbed my hand. Turning it so the wrist was exposed, a manicured index finger started to trace an imaginary pattern over the pulse point. A giggle escaped her lips as leaned closer to the side of my face her hot breath tickling my neck. “You’re a naughty.