Mere land ko to wobhi to yad kare gi na, phir mene bhabhi se kaha bhabhi me aaj aapki gaand mar na chah ta hu, bhabhi boli nahi muje pasand nahi hai, ...ur reena bhi keh rahi thi ki bahot dard hota hai, mene peeeche se reena ko poocho kit na maja aaya…… Reena mere sam ne dekh kar muskurayi, mena poocha sahi hai na gaand marva ne me jyada maja aata hai ne, us ne sar hilkar ha me jawab diya, mena kaha bhabhi bahot maja aaye ga aap ke bar dalwake to dekho., hum bate kar te karte bedroom ne paho che,. ..Oh, how are you, MasterRaymond?... Well, I am still in bed, I woke up a while ago. My slave isservicing me, don't be surprised if you hear me moan as we talk.....Yes,the orchids belong to me, what of it?... I don't know if I want tosell....How much?...You realize, of course that they are worth a lot lessthan that? Why do you want to buy them anyway?...Yes, of course, that isyour business.... Well for that kind of money, you have a deal." Ohhh, that is it, baby, gently nibble on my clit." As. Either way they were more refined and classy. The others however, clearly in it for one night and one night only, were groping the other, for all to see. Some just kissing, with some more passionately than other. Yet some taking it a lot further than needed in a public place. Sophie, now leaning against the side next to an open window, gazed out at the crowd, taking in all the characters coming and going and keeping track of her friends. To begin with she was pleased for the breeze cooling her. I got excited when I opened the waiter-wallet (check-presenter is the official term) and saw that there were a bunch of a bills. But then when I took them out there was something else, a hotel key-card left in the credit-card holder. He’d scrawled “Room 517” on the little paper sleeve it came in.A bottle of wine. Five-hundred dollars. A keycard. It all fit together and pointed to one inescapable conclusion: He thought I was a fucking prostitute! Just because I have big tits! I cleared his table.