My road map didn't show the small lanes clearly enough. She pronounced the name as 'Chefford'. I assumed that was the local idiom. I followed her inst...ructions.She had told me that I would go over the river and the land on the right hand side was the 'Chefford' estate. Having crossed the bridge, the lane started to rise gently. On my right there was a hedgerow of Blackthorn, interspersed with an occasional tree. The Blackthorn was overgrown and needed layering. I was looking for the house that. When we reached there, we found a hotel somewhere before that place and we had cottages and rooms there. Behind te cottages was nature and a valley and stream. That was a place where there was no light so we freshend up, had lunch and then just explored the nature around a little. The members of family were resting inside so we youngsters decided to chill together.After sometime my cousin and other girls went tomy room and sat there. Me and Pooja were still out and she told methat she wants to. Kelly wasn't particularly tan this early in the year, and the late-afternoon sun illuminated her pale skin, giving her an almost angelic glow. Her cloths were damp, plastered to her body in wet patches. White soap suds speckled her hands and arms, her legs and toes,even the revealing cut of her neckline. I took a deep breath; the whole scene drove me absolutely wild, and I grabbed my keys and hurried out to the teachers parking lot. Kelly spied my car as I drove up and immediately came towards. I soon came. I fell asleep. I was sleeping for a while. I felt an electric jolt that woke me up. Standing before me was a tall brunette guard. This was not the brunette guard that strip searched me. This brunette was wearing the standard guard uniform except that she was bottomless and she was wearing a strap-on dildo. For some strange reason the guard had her blouse buttoned up. I could not see her cleavage.“Prisoner, roll over on your stomach.” I did as ordered. I never gave any thought to.