The lights were off in the bus and as it was a district service it was going at a slow speed. Due to bumpy road all passengers are falling on one anot...er. I noticed a villager who was in lungi and shirt standing next to me, he was young and rustic. A musky smell of sweat from him was making me horny. I was holding a seat for support with one hand and with my free hand I slowly touched his thighs and he folded his lungi in the middle I could touch his bare thighs. His thighs are hairy, warm and. " Whether I want to hear it or not is immaterial. You need to get it off your chest. I will listen and won’t criticise you for what you had to do. I will try and understand." It was father’s hand that pushed me into her crevice and ordered me to make her perfectly clean there. Fortunately a little of the spray had begun to run down her back and started to wash the stain away but I could still taste it and more so when I had to force my tongue inside the hole.While Jill dried herself Father sat. "That's because I can't read. There's a problem with me recognizing written words. That and I have a handicap with my left arm." I held it up jerkily. "People think that means I'm a dummy. But I'm not. That's all. You can continue now, Judge."Her face broke out into a smile. "How old are you, Chris?" 14" I'll make a note of that. It's the first time anybody has ever given me permission to continue, in my own court," she said with a little smile."I'm sorry, Judge." No. It's all right. You are. “Please Miss ...”“Quiet while I think slut,” I commanded.Slowly an idea was forming in my mind. When I had sold Mary, my last slave, I had planned to by another girl new to the market that I could train up but supply was low at the moment and none of them looked very suitable. Maybe fate had thrown me something I could work with. Time to test things out.“Stand!” I ordered and, grabbing a handful of her wet and matted hair I pulled her to her feet. She gave a little squeal of protest which I.