Bella’s eyes flared with anger, and what had been slowly starting to fill her exploded. Xxnx He nodded and walked behind her taking in the sight of his niece clad in her nightgown. Her uncle could have had any woman, what with his chestnut hair that fell in waves down his back, as did her mothers, and his strong features and his jaw set in stone. knowing what she must do she stood and bent over the bed, bracing herself with her hands. Bella at her age of 13, had suple B cup breasts and a womanly curve the followed down to her hips, and further down her small shapely legs. The only time she ever spent with her uncle anymore, he had recently married a french woman by the name of Anne-Elisabeth Pierpont, Anne was a odd woman and bella didn’t think she liked her
