Relaxing day. Read. Watch birds. Listen to music.”“I’d like for you to explain how a sailing boat works.”“I can do that.”So we spent an ho...r or so, after washing up, on the theory of sailing. She was very quick on the uptake and I saw the light of understanding in her eyes. Then, mugs of tea, sitting in the cockpit with the binoculars and a bird-book. Most of the time I was content with what I could see with my model zero eyeballs, but from time to time Clara would ask something and I’d take. He now had a responsible adult willing to let him live with her and her son. In addition to the other valid reasons for him to remain in his home town, this should be enough to convince any judge, if that became necessary. There were other reasons he liked the proposed situation, but he couldn’t tell the lawyer about them. ‘It was a real shock finding out my Dad’s brother was that greedy,’ Matt said. ‘I mean, I know Dad used to say Uncle Ezra was lazy and all, but I didn’t think he was, you. We were getting REM sleep like readings from his brain scan. He must think this is some kind of dream and your voiced hypnotized him. Like a suggestive dream when one wants to plant an idea in someone's subconscious. Thus rendering our data invalid”I thought to myself for a bit, trying to hide the scowl I wanted to give them for drugging my subject.“I know I was right but I don't think the data is useless. Maybe we can turn it around on itself and see if he even remembers the session and go. It was, so very, erotic to watch this tiny beauty wash her nubile body. The white frothy foam on her dark flesh, her soft hands moving over her tight smooth skin. My cock responded by twitching, stiffening. I was ready for the whore.“What your name?” I asked.“Shanice,” she answered.“Typical,” I said. “Just a normal ghetto spade name.”I could see the anger in her eyes, even more than that scowl, a look of hatred burned into me. She turned off the shower and stepped on the cold tiled floor..