They sat beside me, gave me a box of chocolates and asked me not to tell anyone about what happened and what I saw. As soon as I saw the chocolates, I...kind of forgot about the whole scene, happily went to my home.Days passed and Sinchana was out of town. She had gone to her parents to stay with them for a month. Manish uncle was my favourite. I always liked him. He was in his mid 20’s, muscular, tall wheatish complexion. Since she was out of town, I use to sleep with him at night.One fine. I can't wait till I'm home and in my beautiful red dress, blackblazer, new tan heels and acquired lingerie. I kept having to watch myselfwhen I was bending over. I could feel my shirt rise up my smooth backexposing the pink waist band. WHY IS TIME GOING SO SLOW.It was finally 530 and I am free! I rush home and jump in the shower. Iget it all ready, fresh shave, hair and makeup and finally my dress. I amfinally me! As I am lounging in all my feminine glory, reading my mother'ssubscription. She looked in my eyes and when she didn't see any warning signs she kissed me again and ran her hand down my tight belly. I pushed my tongue through her lips and she eagerly sucked it in. Rapping my hand around her head I held her against my thrusting tongue. Her hand went right to my groin and squeezed my lump. It's been a while since I was with an eager woman. Groaning in her mouth, I put my other hand on her breasts and wiggled them around. This is great, I thought to myself. She's hot for a. "Glade understood Macaque's sentiment. After all, her lover was in real risk. Furthermore, there were also physical similarities given that the Mountain Warriors' skin was as black as that of the Knights. Skin colour varied amongst the enslaved tribes in the Knights' village. There were as many with black or very dark skin as there were those with the brown skin of the Forest People, but the comparison with the Knights was unavoidable. Glade also had to admit that her tribe was too.